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I Think, Therefore I am

Words: Stella Small (she/her) These souvenirs – the annotations, the essay collections, the spines facing outwards – all become proof not of the experience, but

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Birthday Gifts

Words: Alice McCloskey (she/her) The lilies you gave me are rotting softly on my windowsill.As the light outside grows brighter,it ushers in the quiet whispering

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Miss me, but let me go

Words: Julieta Garzón Campos (she/her) For GloriaTime envelops you like silk. There is silence, beneath the laughter. There is uncertainty as I tighten my fist.

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The Intimate Written Word

Words: Niamh Gill (she/her) Through remembrance and celebration of queer craft, love is granted to archival fragments and writings. The spirit of lovers can eclipse

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