Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Primordial Statistics


When he held me up to the fire, I thought
I am a fortified earthen stone
Incapable of breaking down.
I am a silk-screen blend of colors
Stained on the back of a vagabond’s roadmap.
The tincture of recklessness held between
The hulled-out teeth of an aged philosopher.
Movable, immutable.
I actually exist to sense sensation
An electron which acts like a swollen pair
Of lungs caught before an expulsion
The smoke & tar & heat & carbon
Splashing in vessels
Up to my head.
I weep,
Because I have never felt quantum
Love before now. 

 


Marika von Zellen
has a BA in English and Creative Writing from Cornell College (no, not the one in Ithaca). She's had poetry and fiction published in Open Field, Temporary Infinity, The Grin City Monthly, and the anthology Rock & Roll Saved My Soul. In the summer of 2012, she attended the Grin City Collective Artist Residency in Iowa. Besides writing, she enjoys theoretical physics, playing piano, ghost-hunting, and climbing trees. She's also a [wannabe] scholar of Lewis Carroll and a full-time redhead. 

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