Colmado Zine | No. 5 | March 2019

COLMADO

un zine para ti no. 5

“in the warm memory of the water”

I Prefer My Head Fantasy is where I want to be all the time The present moment has a headiness to it; when you shut up and put your ear to the silence But the little disappointments overwhelm It’s just that in my mind, vast and endless world-building is the task; to wonder in awe is the only thing World-building without fear, without limits without the consequences of three dimensions And now, right here in front of me I see only dead ends and roundabouts

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i don’t swim. i’m submerged in water can’t feel the bottom i panic. to be able to hold my own midst of your presence my feet on solid ground swimming can wait.

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TheSunin Sagittarius Listen Listen Listen the whispering within a thrashing ugly thing a slow dance between satin virgo moon rock keeps us marching in order scorpio waters obscure the weapons beneath warring tribes, they are the storm that is their battlefield lives inside me, spitting wet bark, sand and other earth at my face

the Sun is my guide; the only one whose voice i heed i turn my face to her rays and eat as if i’ve never had a meal; my whole life just a journey to taste her the moon keeps me alive; if she weren’t so careful i would have jumped from the precipice long before and all i can think of is the sun on my face and the free fall into the waters where i knew i would find my power; to the place the rushing wind had called me Go Go Go

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