the antidote
. . . I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, a country, an atmosphere in which I could breathe, reign, and recreate myself when destroyed by living. That, I believe, is the reason for every work of art. Anaïs Nin ___________________________ Dedicated to our creative sisters whose spirits burn for their art while they are in the fight of their lives. “Cloud of...
Lotus Lessons by Deborah Dennis
“Lotus Lessons” by Deborah Dennis Mud-born enchanted lanterns anchor in weed swirl, pond stew, many-petaled skin of a thousand greens. Each day these tiny fountains unfold in shivers of unkempt beauty like diaphanous teacups twirling on mirrored saucers of reflection. Pink alabaster buoys bob and scatter, follow an inner law of rising, a silky shrug that releases yesterday, awash and floating. To this ancient...
Our Sky by Stephanie Nielson
“Our Sky” by Stephanie Nielson It was already late when I returned. The light from the hall illuminating Your figure in the dim. All fuzzy pajama Socks, and brown eyes flickering like embers. I’m barely through the door and you’re tossing A blanket around my shoulders, light feet Shuffling across the carpet floor. “Leave The lights off,” you hush. “Come see what I’ve found.” Tented under blankets, nestled...
Adventure in a Bottle by A.H.T.
“Adventure in a Bottle” by A.T.H. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here A.H.T. Artist Statement: I am a 16 year old writer who spends her free time writing novels, poetry, and painting scenery. Much of my life, I’ve enjoyed the advantages of coming from a diverse ethnic background as a Muslim American I have my own societal challenges to deal with and I often...
Echoes of Home—My Heart by Nsabimana Uwacu Gyslaine
“Echoes of Home—My Heart” by Nsabimana Uwacu Gyslaine I, a Rwandan woman, am a writer, artist, and storyteller, shaped by memory, culture, and the daily realities of life in my village. I am the child of Gakenke, molded by scarcity and the quiet courage of those around me. I am laughter in the market, whispering prayers of my elders, and the rhythm of long walks to school. I am also sorrow, trauma, and the...
This month’s edition of WAVES is dedicated to our creative sisters whose spirits burn for their art while they are in the fight of their lives.
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How is artistic expansion the antidote to our worldly challenges?
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This time, there is no setting our art aside. This time, there is no setting our art asunder. This is our time.
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