(Issue 3) Art Feature: Zayira Ray

Zayira Ray is an established and well-regarded gen-z Indian-American photographer whose art captures the pure beauty within honest human connection and intimacy. In this interview, Zayira talks about photography’s role within activism and how quarantine has made her shift her photography to be more introspective. Read more about Zayira’s story growing up as a born and bred New Yorker in an Indian-American household and how her cultural heritage intersects with her artistry.

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Statue of a Woman

By Mariah Ghant  “Statue of a Woman”  sculptor unknown  who questions if you    are a woman? it exists in far    more than your body your clothes       your sandals. the strong hip and marble    fingers are not what make you a      woman I could give you a pedicure but     you’d still be headless heedless…

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Three Poems

By Aishwarya Javalgekar Milk-made The steaming cup of milk smells like mother; loved, craved, never enough. Flitting between monthly choices—Boost, Bournvita, maybe Milo. Chocolate always makes milk better.  She loved milk, not sweetened or browned,  just pureness poured into the big stainless-steel vessel at 6 am sharp, forcing her to wake up early on Sundays…

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Maxine Bell- Artwork

About the Artist: Maxine Bell creates artwork as a learning tool for her lived experiences. She aims to archive her thoughts, experiences, and feelings through her work. Bell opens her arms to any audience and hopes that other women, Asian Americans, and/or mixed folks can feel like their voice is valid and needed by being…

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Palm Harbor: 1am

By Moses Jeune Palm Harbor: 1am It’s not that I aim to be sad in Florida It’s that Florida doesn’t want to see me happy This apartment these walls- carry too much  the weight of loss My innocence still lingers in the air here  There on the window sill  and in the picture frame Behind…

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What if I was never here

By Nour Al Ghraowi What if I was never here أنا مغتربة  I am displaced.  If you search for me  in history books,  my name  would be imperceptible.  The historian knew I was here, here I was   when he said to me:  once you leave the land the land leaves you.  Damascus’ soil no longer …

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marathon around my religion

By Zarnab Tufail marathon around my religion “worship” says my mother.  her raised palms hold buckets of wishes she’s asked God to fulfill  and i find mine emptier than a beggar’s bowl right before the jummah prayer.  i try to imagine my folded legs above a white cloud talking to God to let me in. …

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The Land of Enchantment

By Maya Renee Castro The stage is filled with beautiful market stands/carts. People are selling everything;home goods, food, fruit, clothes, ointments, recipes, handmade items… etc. The stage should feel bright and warm. You can hear the ocean nearby and may even feel a slight mysticalbreeze. Valeria, a young Puerto Rican woman, walks onto the stage…

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Getting Married Today

By Niara Mae Onstage is an ornate vanity. In the back awedding dress is hung up. The BRIDE walks in,taking a seat at the vanity. BRIDEI’m getting married today. Today is. My wedding day. She sits there, smiling for a moment.In a shock of commotion, her wedding partyenters, all women. They bring things in,chattering a…

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Fuck 12 Grocery Corp: A Safe Haven

BY: Leticia Infante About the Artist: Leticia Infante is a Latina interdisciplinary artist based in Brooklyn, New York who was raised by Cuban refugee parents and a radical grandmother in South Florida. She attended Hunter College where she studied Film, Philosophy, and Pre-Law. Despite working a number of odd jobs, her career in television started…

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