but it was only thought snow, and nothing
when it began, a thingless veil, a reign
of molecules, so we could overlook
the beauties and hazards of being
burdened and cold.
Ryan Rusiecki
RYAN RUSIECKI grew up in Westchester County, New York and received his BFA in photography from Bard College in 2020. He currently lives in Kingston, New York where he is pursuing a body of work that investigates the complexities of the recent migration to the Hudson Valley.
Before Snow From a Blue Room
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by Simon Perchik
wobbling from some near-by breeze / reaching down as the hillside / where her shadow should be
While my Wife Is in the Hospital Recovering from a Stroke
by Richard-Yves Sitoski
There’s nothing to eat but fruit from baskets sent by friends // and I couldn’t care less about the fate of the world.
