painting at the edge
by Natasha Zinos
as i passed along a street parallel to the one on which i had decided 7 years ago to increase the porosity of my soul, i came upon the emptiness of every miniscule hole. [this wasn’t supposed to rhyme but i just reread it and realized it does…oh well, too late now]
angel bubble
O LORD save us from faithless men. but also from the men of faith. the only revelation i had was that i shouldn’t travel like that when i have apophatic deities at home. or *not* at home. whatever. you know what i mean.
glukupikron
saffo knew what was up. what business does desire have gushing out like that? prendo un caffè. cazzo! dove sono le mie sigarette?? ma hai un accendino per caso?
pareidolia in death
i was looking for a mirror in the wilderness, like all those lonely, singular men. i just want wildness. is that too much to ask for?? actually, i spread my wings compulsively. (it/i could become a problem.) manic lovemaking is the first sign that you’ve made peace with death…something like that.
[the three pen&inks]
for some reason i remember there being a fish in my dream but the fact is that there was no fish. so where did it come from? i have the sense that there is a fish in my brain. i can see it staring at me when i close my eyes. what the fuck. but like seriously, i’m literally just trying to have a fun time.
god forbid a girl
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Natasha Zinos is a painter, filmmaker, and independent curator currently based in Venice, Italy. They are the founder and director of the online project tongue .etc. Their work is motivated by a drive for erotic and mystical liberation. You can find more at https://www.panopticonostasis.com/ and on instagram @panopticonostasis
Image Credit: Untitled (2021) by Natasha Zinos
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