three c’s

Poems by Ayushi Dubey

(I)
Eyes opened; a tree
Smells, tastes of the garden— citrus;
Adorning the habiliments of brown.

Hands, more hands
Thump, thump — the sound
Of moulding, crushed into a fossil
Of the dust on these ancient walls.

Values trickle down the gullet
Under the shades of cultivation.
I am fresh.

(II)
Mouth opened; a paper
Smells, tastes of the grime — sour;
Resonating the honks of adolescence.

Branches of agency jut out
Denying the caress, the eyes
Engorge on the bursting spectre
Of worldly stimulations.

Raucous emotions, roaring laughter
Amidst the sticky notes of existence.
I thrive.

(III)
Ears opened; a pen
Smells, tastes of a washed cardigan — clinical;
Reflecting the white of absorbed memories.

Roots of self question
The hands of the past.
Under the cuts and scrapes,
Runs the red.

With disillusioned eyes, shivering fears,
The self rattles in the empty can.
I survive…?

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editor's note

Volume 10

contact | shadow | fringe

I’ve been reflecting on the theme for our tenth volume, a lovely milestone that coincides serendipitously with the warehouse’s tenth year, and how it feels apt for the moment we find ourselves in currently. The theme straddles a threshold. The movement from this side to the far side. It isn’t inherently accompanied by an emotion. And yet, I feel it suggests a sense of hopefulness. 

This isn’t in a vacuum but is influenced by two events that concern themselves with a tremendous threshold: our atmosphere and the expanse beyond it. I am referring to the successful flyby mission around the moon by the Artemis II and the release of the film “Project Hail Mary” (adapted from Andy Weir’s novel of the same name). These two events, coinciding in this manner, serve less as random happenstance and more as a reminder, as Carl Sagan said, “The Cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff.” A reminder that everything out there, is also everything in here. It serves as a reminder for hope that as we resume our exploration of the darkest depths of the universe, we must take that strength to step forward from our own personal shadows.

Shadows can be freeing. There is comfort in creating, expressing, and working without scrutiny or pressure or expectation. It has potential for great freedom, movement, and discovery. However, when the driving force isn’t exploration then it can be crippling and lead to paralysis. In those moments, “coincidental” events like these can be arresting and provide a sense of hope that the next step is all that matters. One step at a time soon becomes many past an imposing threshold. As we gather momentum, pressure is bound to build. It is here, with changed circumstances, that the intention must persevere. Learning the rules, allows the impact of breaking them to feel that much sweeter, but that isn’t necessary. Acting from pure instinct allows for an innate expression to present itself. It is balancing this, instinct versus experience, that proves vital to take experience into one’s stride with child-like instinct and intention.

Our focus, at imprint and G5A, on independent stories allows this freedom. It is something we work to preserve so that the experience of ten volumes and ten years, respectively, does not weigh us down but lifts us up through the shadows and into the expanse. This is not easy but it is simple. When you default to curiosity and wonder, it isn’t a matter of ‘if’ but ‘when’.

We’re excited for Volume 10 and everything it will hold.