Q&A with Angela Meyer
Our founder and co-editor interviews Angela Meyer from #8
Your chest is still
what I dream of in sleep
A wink to myself, mother won’t know I’ve been in her makeup again
When a migrant is elected president
of the senior class and weevils
empty the bolls and the beloved state champions
I was able to move from nostalgia to time travel. It was like breaking a physical law, or a universal taboo