Here is an excerpt of one & an illustration done for it by Lea Rebecca Karlsen*:
At night , the dark has a sound:
The night unlatches everywhere. If there is a question you must ask it here. This is the wall & this is the bed. This is the mirror where you hold me from behind but we don’t see anything.
I want to help you. Here I have torn down the paper & here I have torn down the wall. It is a small step but I feel justified.
I am alone when I see you. Everyone has turned their backs. It is not tender. What have you said to them in that low voice?
I am trying to love you when I cover yr eyes.
(* that sadly was not used in the issue!)
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