Out in the ethos there is an outstanding need to express what is hidden. We wander around in abandoned mega malls and sit in old train cars, writing down anything divinated, scrying in mirrors for answers.
~circa 2016~
We began with the premise that life is absurd. As a group of 2 editors and 11 writers, we began composing what we noticed about life’s conditions. Something material mixed with a little nibble of existential, we have continued publishing essays, poems, videos, and assorted cries for help.
We contend with the myths of our ancestors as we see our own played out in phantasmagorical cybernarratives.
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Poised on the top of a 1998 tube screen personal computer, we teeter on the edge and figure out what it means to be alive.
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