We are looking for art, short-form writing (poetry, or essay/prose with a max word limit of 400 words), or audio that responds to the invitations in the most recent zine.
The Therapeutic Edgelands is not just a nature journal– here we look for visions from the in-between— be it queer, strange, or even dangerous. The edgelands are places not of rigid categories that ecologists have figured out, but instead zones of liberated livingness.
The empire of misery favors professionalism and logics that seek to universalize and account for everything, transforming the whole world into a weary workforce gathering around poisonous mines and gleaming online storefronts.
The edgelands gleefully resists that logic!
In the edgelands, the past, present and future are alive in looping converging moments whispering into our ears. Here we converse with ancestors and spirits in our clumsy aching two leggedness. The Edgelands is an infinitely polyvocal and coauthored creation.
Yes, poetry
Yes, art
Yes, homemade rituals and invitations
Yes, dreams
Yes, surrealism
Yes, complexity and undoneness
Yes, vulnerability and process
Yes, moving past scripts of acceptability
Yes, letting go of success
Yes, feral communitarianism
No techno utopian shit
No supremacy (white, ableist, hetero or otherwise)
We resist cultures and mindsets that require sacrifice zones (human and more than)
We welcome your dispatches of mourning resistance and silliness/play – we are committed to holding multitudes
The pages of these Edgelands welcome the tender and bombastic creative residues of connection and liberatory change amidst apocalypse. We do not accept any content generated with AI.
*IMAGES IN THE COVER IMAGE OF THIS POST BY Anna Sysling, Owólabi Aboyade and Timothy Sinaguglia
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