Antonym is a monthy mag comprising of a mix of visual arts and literary content. Their mission is to provide a space for people to process, reflect, imagine, create, and express.
As we enter into the darkest months I chose to take inspiration from the sun, and the somewhat fleeting conversations we have with it during these short days. While a little harsh I hope my poem acts as a reminder that longer (warmer) days are coming.
I would urge you to check out all the amazing work in the lastes issue, some of the art is truly stunning. There are also rolling submissions for this mag and it is a great place to see you name in print.
The sky and I are in conversation or maybe I wont shut up for fear of listening to her changes her sweeping declarations painted eyelids, blue orange mauve and hung lanterns in her way We’ll take up chatter, forth and back walk wounds to scars and chase from the light, the dark in this I am less afraid to listen and to know just how this all too can change Now she peeks, though silhouette leaves striking figures on cold stone edged outlines and slow growth there will be rising soon and further noise, some ceremony before the midday stillness
ANTONYM LIT // DECEMBER 2020