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Issue VII

A collection of 9 posts

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By Morgan Stoermer My dog follows me to the bathroom. And you know what? It’s one of my favorite things. He will get up from his comfy spot on the couch, wander down the hall, and lay down on the bathmat, just to be close to me. To have

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Our Mantra

By Peyton Weeks My submission is a collage titled “Our Mantra”. The quote in the center of the piece is a mantra that has carried my family through generations. I feel that this connects to the theme orbit because the quote reflects how I’ve carried myself through life. As

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Smoke

By Dina Mistry Summer and winter touch my lips like leaves vanishing out of sight. They don’t stay the way I want them to be. The leaves dance with the wind, sing with the birds and I stand there, knowing it will all leave me too. My beloved both

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Calmer Waves

By Reebie Flowers It's safe to say, “ the calmer one's spirit is, the safer one feels.” Isn't it brave to believe the severity of the importance of nervous regulation? In the state of longevity, if terms are lived day by day. How can one

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Yvonne is back

By Josiane Kouagheu March 26, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. Yvonne is back with tenor voice at the peak of the border. and when her apron stifles, she water her threats with the shadows of the sun. Yvonne is back. not the penitence. not the sentence. not the silence.

My brother, my torturer (xxxxxviii)

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My brother, my torturer (xxxxxviii)

By Josiane Kouagheu March 27, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. if my wall had ears, they wouldn’t have been in my face, waving like crazy idols. they would have been my guardians against the sleeping guitars, the toxic angels & rebels of my brother. if only the nights

The melting pot of destruction

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The melting pot of destruction

By Josiane Kouagheu The melting pot of destruction (iv ) March 27, 2026. Cité de Billes. Douala. Cameroon. the darkness. like doorbells’ ears. they clothe the eyes of my photos and the loads of Mes videos. and they slow down like empty bottles. when they are hot, i cannot back up

Circular Boundries

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Circular Boundries

Meet The Artist Orbit involves circular boundaries and repetition, so these pieces can be considered doing so beings such. Bio Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Lithuanian/Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a grad background in painting and

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"In Our Orbit"

By Teresa Shemitz Meet the Artist