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you tell me there is something in my soul that is dark and lovely. that it settles behind my eyes when i am preoccupied with the way the shadows curve across the floor late in the evening. that it seems too vast and unknowable to live inside of me, but that as hard as you try, you cannot look away from it, because it is the brightest darkness you’ve ever met. i don’t know what to say to you, except that i never meant to build these cities inside myself, and i hope you don’t get lost in them.

{a collaboration of lori lusk and stormie laine knott}

i've moved so quick from place to place, i know i've lost a something, or a somebody, i just can't remember what or who. and why is it that most of the time you can only go back for one somebody you've lost? how do you know which somebody is the one in the middle right layer of your brain triggering the impulse to turn around? and how can you be sure it's someone behind you? is time so linear that the mind can't be looking for the lost somebody that hasn't yet been?

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This counts as art right?

"take my hand," you said, “look. i cannot see where you end and i begin. and neither can you. you can isolate yourself and pretend you are an island of endless unreachable something, or you can reach out to someone else’s skin and realize that same endless unreachable something is right there, standing and breathing right next to you. there are entire worlds inside of each of us, and the one inside of you was absolutely entangled with the one inside of me before we met, and will continue in just the same way long after we pass by one another. why is it that when we found The Self we set him up on a pedestal and made him mighty, made him the end of art and science and all things? are we so far from the myths and epics and fairytales of our fathers that we fathom nothing greater than ourselves? we are parts of a whole. look inside you and you will find a person you could not have created, and then after that, something much bigger."

-s

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Illustration.

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A quick impression of Malaga, Spain.

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Prayer vessels for victims of physical and sexual abuse. I met these girls through my dear friend Bailey Brigman, who moved to Tijuana, Mexico a few months ago to be a full time caregiver to these girls. To find out how you can support her, visit

www.facebook.com/BaileySheaInMexico.

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The Way We Will Be

These sculptures are just as we are: they came from the dust, and to dust they will return, just as our bodies will. But these pieces are changed by that which fills the void - the movement and hue visible in the otherwise barren negative space. This space redeems the way we are by moving us to see the way we will be.

I.

I’ve known you my whole life, but I remember meeting you for the first time when I was nineteen. You were yourself for two months before I lost you again. I know you regret so many things, that you feel like you’ve wasted your life. But I don’t see that when I look at you. I don’t see what you did or how you left, I don’t see a coward and I don’t see an addict. I see the way you will be.

II.

Every memory I have of you is really just a memory of something that was supposed to belong to you. I don’t know what you would have loved, or who you would have been. But when I was little I had dreams about the way you will be, and I remember those still. I can’t wait to meet you.

Stormie Laine Knott