September, September, September.... Although it is still Summer, the first day of the 9th month always feels like a change in season, a change in perspective, and opening, an abyss…
Updates and Events:
Submissions for Issue 2 have been EXTENDED until 09/15/24 @ 11:59pm EST. Submit your work and read our guidelines HERE
The below is an excerpt from On Becoming, by Sydnie Hyams - This piece will be read in its entirety alongside a 4 piece orchestra (a symphonized reading) on September 20th @ 7pm at the Williamsburg Art Historical Center. Tickets available HERE
We are throwing a talent show…. Oct 13th @ 5pm join us for a sweet night of singing, juggling, comedy, ghost stories, readings, magic, etc.. $10 suggested donation tickets with all proceeds going to fight the genocide in Palestine. Tickets are limited, check out details for the event HERE and DM us to receive the address
On Becoming (An Excerpt)
By: Sydnie Hyams
Blinking, your eyelashes brush the browning grass below. Is it colder now? Does the grass smell of gasoline? 01101110 01101111—The grass smells of burning static—Why is the ground, planted in, blinking too? Snow on the TV veils the veins of the dirt. Electric electricity programing: are you supposed to see? Are you supposed to buzz as well? Feeling relief for the first time since becoming here you resign to the noise: your mouth opens, tongue protruding, to scrape the computations. Your spit and the stream of 1s and 0s orchestrate bells and silvers and hums made of familiarity.
Hmmm…
Heavier now: trying to press the whole of your tongue in precious agony against The Machine, the hum permeates you. Blankets and soaks from the inside out, slathering you in The Deal.
Aftertaste of oil and burnt florals: It feels good to be wanted, to be held—The Machine asks you questions and wants to know:
No one has ever asked you these before. The Machine: Eyes on you, asking you, believing you like god or man or buffalo. Maybe here you can be all? Can you be re-wired to understand if this is normal? You are dropping the language to describe, so you may hold the electrics, so you may become god or man or buffalo. If The Machine already treats you as such do you need to become? Can you even become while entangled in Deal?
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What's happening in our W.E.R.L.D. <3
What Sydnie is:
Wearing: Cargo shorts
Eating: Falafel
Reading: Anti-Oculus: A Philosophy of Escape
Listening to: “Jaipur” by: Mr Twin Sister
Doing: Contemplating
What Sarah is:
Wearing: Orthopedic sandals
Eating: Pastries (various)
Reading: Eileen by: Ottessa Moshfegh
Listening to: Aaliyah
Doing: Dressing my wounds (mosquito bites, tons of them)
What Clara is:
Wearing: Big ass t-shirts
Eating: Cough drops
Reading: Splash issue 2 submissions!
Listening to: Dionne Warwick
Doing: Packing :(
What Veda is:
Wearing: A perfume that appeared in my house
Eating: Purple rice
Reading: Inheritance by: Taylor Johnson
Listening to: Porches' new singles
Doing: Loving my friends
What Rylee is:
Wearing: Sweatpants, even though it’s too hot
Eating: Microwave quesadillas
Reading: All of my to-do lists
Listening to: My 4:30 AM alarm (brutal, I know)
Doing: Celebrating birthdays
THANK YOU FOR READING!
xoxo
SplashLand
