Issue #1 Blue Winter (Aug 2025)

A short fiction piece about the self-mythology of a mediocre man.

“What Durkheim Dreams About” is a poem I wrote while taking a sociology class and having to read excerpts from Durkheim’s Suicide. I disliked his approach to life and wrote this poem inspired by that, as sort of a subversion and way to try to empathize with what he was saying.

My mind experiences an emotional barrenness, resembling an empty terrace. An empty seat is forever there, indicating an absence, perhaps a spiritual emptiness.

I want to work back to that intuition I had of the infinity of the self— that this world is bursting at its seams and margins with the divine. Is coming home to oneself like turning from ashes and ashes to dust in corners?