In talking about love it's hard to keep one's attention from turning to "Soul Mates". Everybody wants to know if they can expect to find "the one" or if that's about as reasonable still believing in Santa Claus at 23. To shed some light on the subject we sent some questions to Natalie known on … Continue reading Is There “A One”?
Something is very pleased to be releasing its first zine! This months issue is about love. To view the articles that are included in this issue check the table of contents down below. To view the zine as it would appear in book form click here. For those interested in ordering a copy, the zine … Continue reading Love Issue I
What does love feel like? You venture and live your life, until you happen upon a strange insect in the wild. You've heard tales of how this magical wild insect brings great happiness and good fortune. the insect promises you a life of joy, if you allow it to feast upon your flesh for the … Continue reading What’s it Feel Like?
I imagine that to others, we appeared like a knot. We were messy and dysfunctional, and constantly tangled up in each other. Our limbs, our emotions, our lives, I was always trying to smooth out the rougher parts of you and you were trying to untangle the disaster that my life was becoming. I don’t … Continue reading Clinging onto a dead love will only bring out a pair of scissors
Q. Could you give us a brief bio about yourself? Like where are you from? What do you study? What are you’re goals for the future if you’ve thought that far or maybe you’re just going with the flow? A. I'm studying English literature and will be graduating this spring. I used to have really … Continue reading Artist Nikki Ray (Leafsea) on Love in Her Work
https://youtu.be/Hli48qnl9bA Zoe: My question was; how do you know when you’ve found the one. Zoella: I mean . . . is there a one? Zoe: You’re right you just killed my question. Zoella: I mean do you think there’s a one? Zoe: I don’t know man! If there is I-I want it to be true … Continue reading A Bedroom Conversation Between Two Girls Who Are Not in Love
i. Desire churns in troves, sugars the insides of my thighs with stars, his face in laminated silver. The tiles heave with the sheer weight of it, this shuddering fever, this grace, this vivacity. Diamelas in the blistering. An iguana in the desert, equipped with fangs and an eye for the dreary. There’s a shiver … Continue reading The Sonnet of Fallen Saints Or The Nights Capillary
If you could see love one end would be red and the other would be blue. People usually say red is passion and who am I to disagree. It’s tough and mean. Red loves you enough to hurt you. Red can’t let go. Red left before you could. Pink would be a crush. It can’t … Continue reading RED PINK PURPLE BLUE
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