Category: Lily Anderson
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Giving Up Control To Apollo
Written by Audrey Orenstein Art by Lillian Anderson Sometimes, I think that the ancient Greeks had the right idea when it came to belief. While I myself don’t believe in God, I find myself questioning the potential existence of some higher power—or powers—when faced with setback after setback, falling on…
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Kinds of Kindess
Written by Julian Dindal Art by Lily Anderson a memorial benchmaple leavesskinny twin treesalone with Chachi, rest in peaceforked paths rustling leavescreaking trunksthrashing and bobbing, the foliage rave their fingersstretch out and cross. the creation of adamin the skylike a pinkypromise.distance between, but from this perspectivethey look crossed.tingling like two…
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A Love Letter To My Writing Community
Written by Madeleine Minks Art by Lillian Anderson Picture: a girl, eighteen, moving out for the first time in her conscious life. As she walks through the parking lot and up towards the dorm that will be her home for the next nine months, a cat with a limp trails…
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May Horoscopes
Written by Madeleine Minks Art by Lillian Anderson For my final set of horoscopes, I’ve decided to spare you all a little. Just kidding. There is no mercy in my heart, not even for finals season. Aries: It’s time to start living in the future and adding pockets to your…
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Lambskin
Poem by Sarah Chack Art by Lillian Anderson TW: Gore Her skin is stretched too tightly; she feels it reaching its breaking point as it strains to hold itself together over bones that are soon to be dust-bound, pounded by time. The flesh pulls itself taught, elongates until it becomes…
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The Art of Kintsugi as Survival: Stillbirth
Poem by Sarah Chack Art by Lillian Anderson A baby was removed from its mother last night. Its unformed, bird-like, bone fingers grappled for something to hold onto as it wailed and weeped, burrowed deeper into the flesh of her womb: a dying leech, a lost treasure, failure of a…
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What Does My Body Look Like?
Written by Abigail Marble Art by Lillian Anderson The small dorm room bed is lumpy, the ceiling fan is humming, and my sleeping roommate’s breathing is steady. I am spiraling, and hoping my sobs are quiet enough to be drowned out by the fan. What the actual fuck does my…
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Icebreakers
Written by Eve Danziger Art by Lillian Anderson One day, I came across a social media post asking how many seagulls you would have to find inside of your house before you start to think someone’s putting them there. I would eventually forget about this post, but that’s what started…
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Walking in a State of Drowsiness
Written by Ella Quinlan Art by Lillian Anderson Sleep is an indicator of my mental state. It’s 3 AM on a Tuesday, and the walls still haven’t spoken back. They drip of grief from a past life; the remains pool onto the floor in the form of dirty laundry piles…
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A Fast Fashion Fiasco
Written by Aeowynn Ayres Art by Lily Anderson Karl Lagerfeld once said: “Trendy is the last stage before tacky.” As a result of the constant overconsumption of fast fashion brands that is beginning to be normalized, the lines between what is trendy and what is tacky have never been so…
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