(life)
Solace
A long time ago a girl met a boy. He was not really the type of guy, who was meant for her. She was very rare, and he was not really familiar with taking care of a gem such as her (...)
The Feminine
It was 2012 when I first went to Paris. It was winter, and I was sitting under a heater on the terrace of a café, drinking wine, smoking, watching the people passing by (...)
Touch-Less
This is for everyone who is living alone, right now, and who doesn't have a partner they are permitted to visit.
(art)
Our Last Phone Call
Fulfilled Silent Wordless (...)
September Sweats
September Sweat In the thin red months, between the cool condensation on the outside of a pitcher (...)
Solace
Isolation gives fruit to contemplation realisation. We see spikes and charts (...)
(articles)
Dear Diary
Why do I feel so weird about women who remind me of me in books?
Nostalgia
Dear Diary, I am a sucker for nostalgia. It is what it is. So naturally what better way to spend this Christmas time than rereading my favorite books as a child.
Politics
The word 'politics' is one a lot of people try to avoid. However, across the world, the need for us all to realise the need to be involved in politics is growing.
(last open call)
Sultry. Heat. Desire. Power. The word that lingers in the air before a storm, on the back of your neck in summer, in the look someone gives you across the room.
We invited submissions in any form — writing, poetry, photography, illustration, collage — exploring what sultry means to you.
Find our previous open‑calls (here).
(articles, poems, texts)
by Haydée Touitou (illustrations, photographies, collages)
