Contributors
Presenting contributors across eight countries for our Howl at the Moon issue with accompanying artwork by The Young Lass
Sensetus
Love as the Centre of it All
I know the feeling of desperately longing for small moments of freedom all too well. Longing—for mobility, for liberty, for independence. And life has been kind enough to let me have a taste, even if it’s short-lived and even when it leaves my mouth sour.
Patterns
she thought, now i am not a mother/not a wife, but force, annihilation/havoc and ruin
First Morning
first morning together/he asks for/sugar
I Piss in a Bedpan
Doctors call me: I answer/If I love you: it’s straight to voice mail