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"Marie’s fragrance, smashed out of the bottle for another breath. We should always doubt that the air is pure. We should always doubt that the air is not." 
–Alexandre Curlet

Includes an excerpt from Josh Barber's "Omnipotence".
Published as part of Paraphernalia and Addenda 2.2 of Tabloid Publications.

"Like the Elizabeth Bishop painting “Interior with Extension Cord,” Kelly Clare’s helical, light-filled Universal Product Code delicately traces a bewildering infrastructure. This incantatory song, “busy in green,” points its reader to the disturbing beauty in stripey checksum barcodes, to arrays of imported figs at the grocer, to words like cloud or lime that now mean too much. Humorous, musical, perspicacious, this chapbook rocks."

- Katherine Gibbel, April 2026

Includes 3 poems by Dre Roelandt.
Published as part of Paraphernalia and Addenda 2.2 of Tabloid Publications.

The Flesh is a collection of Yves B. Golden's poems, lyric essays and social criticism – and often these generic distinctions become blurred. Published by Ediciones La Escocesa (Barcelona, ES), TABLOID facilitated this book's production as editors and book designers. A selection of Golden's texts are also translated by Leto Ybarra, rendering the author's work into Spanish for the first time.

“Respectfully! The Flesh feels like a conjuring and a force of nature—unyieldingly raw, full of delectable sensitivity that shapes a world Yves B. Golden deliveries with formidable honesty—where her word is the journey, the body and the bond. Yves writes: ‘not one bird is declined entry into heaven’. The Flesh is succulent in the mouth of the mother— Yves is a steward of time machines, celestial bliss and untethered healing. The Flesh unties the tongue, waters the mouth and the garden. Within Yves’ 5th book she offers us a timeline in recognizing that all birds and angels alike can touch the sky. We are always, already, held and drenched in glory and deserving of love and safety. The Flesh is Black like obsidian. May our love bloom like the flesh in every lifetime.”
- keioui keijaun thomas

“Yves B Golden has given us a protection spell against tyranny; a Blue Guide for the conscious and the daydream; raw free jazz that knows the standards as well. Golden’s linguistically liberated fantasies can transmute into a body of politically imperturbable ethoses in the same sentence. This book offers information for an evolutionary sensitivity, for the next level of sense-making and particularity of the human being. Though the poet urges us to de-realize the flesh, to split our own heads open, we must also accommodate the flesh’s intangibles that interlock, conjoin, negate, and negotiate: such ‘outward and inward facing conundrums’ go on and on. Welcome this ‘bearer of turbulent news.’”
- Losarc Raal

Ludi Juvenales (Latin for "juvenile games') is a poetry, art and games series interested in youth, childhood, play, and immaturity. 

Ludi Juvenales is edited by Elise Houcek & Zoe Darsee. 

www.ludijuvenales.com

Juvenilia #2 by Willa Smart.
Copyright C Willa Smart 2024. All rights reserved.
Cover art by K. Fabricant.
Design by Elise Houcek & Zoe Darsee.
Risograph printed with BearBear in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Edition of 50.

For the Love of Cookie Mueller attempts to capture some of our favorite aspects of Cookie Mueller, mostly her good humor and absurdity. A girl who just stumbled onto wildness, Cookie became a counter cultural icon, a writer, a mother, a victim of Governmental negligence but she never let a thing get her down. Cookie Mueller is a guru of the 20th century. In today’s era of war and political instability, her writing feels more important today than ever. This is for hardcore Cookie fans and novices alike.

« [...] Mon moi superstitieux, ou mon moi spirituel, a pensé que je devais l’avoir entendu pour une raison. C’est peut-être pour ça qu’on a pas droit à l’appel à la prière en Occident, les sorcières astro “open chackra” girlies pourraient aussi le prendre comme un signe [...] » 

La collection est inaugurée par Nesrine Salem, curatrice et éditrice de SABR/Collection, dans un numéro pilote. 

À travers sa polyglossie, l’autrice célèbre la pluralité de son identité et conduit ses recherches autour des traumatismes intergénérationnels, du tokenisme et des pratiques de deuil. 

SABR/Collection est une série de publications qui rassemble des œuvres littéraires de format court et de genres variés. Dirigée par Nesrine Salem, la collection souhaite mettre en avant les macro-réalités des auteur·ices choisi·es pour rendre visible le caractère intersectionnel des luttes.

This story was written by a Chinese activist/writer about her arrest and detention during the waves of resistance in China in late 2022. To evade censorship, she disguised it as a translation—told through the voice of an Iranian Kurdish woman amid the “Woman, Life, Freedom” uprising happening at the same time. 

After fleeing China, the author reclaimed the story through footnotes—uncovering hidden meanings and restoring its Chinese context. What first read as an Iranian story became, on re-reading, a coded Chinese narrative. Iran stood as both real and metaphorical—a displaced symbol, through which the interconnected struggles in different movements echoed.

The two waves of reading, months apart, became part of the story’s form. This “non-nonfiction” reveals a paradox: in China, truth must appear as fiction or elsewhere to be told—making the fiction more real than reality itself. 

Two years later, the piece was translated “back” into Persian by an Iranian Kurdish activist. And now, it arrives here, in this zine of tripped, layered languages. 

Author: Wu Qin
English Translation: Aaris WOO and Yixi
Farsi Translation: Somayeh Rostampour
Visual & Layout: Maoyi, If A, Hu Jiamin
Interior illustrations: Hu Jiamin
Published by Tofu Stand (Tofulogy 002)

I am not deep, although my eyes are, like a black sea that has been forgotten, as many have told me.

Noura Alsouma’s zine “Nawar’s Sketchbook” is a liquid lament by the Berlin-based Syrian visual artist and printmaker, riveted to eyes that see and therefore shed tears, channeling the heartfelt exposure of the sketchbooks Noura fills to the bleed.

With a moving text by the artist in the original Arabic, reproduced in her handwriting, as well as in English translation by Suja Sawafta.