"I write to your memory from the peak
of a warm summer rainstorm that soaks
the day, making it gloomy yet somehow
becoming, like the chorus of a broken
social scene song..."
—Isaac Pickell
- they/them
I edit magazines, read them please:
ALOCASIA: a journal of queer plant-based writing
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ANMLY: an international journal of literature and arts
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beestung: a micro-mag for two-spirit, non-binary, and genderqueer writers
ndn genderfuck crip neurodiva, find me on twitter
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