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Historia de un peón que quiso ser alfil, dama, caballo o cualquier otra cosa que no sea ni un rey o un peón

C tiró sus piedras al agua
Frías y espesas
Las arrojó 
Como aquel que ya no siente ningún deseo 

Es un indecente 
Un criminal
Un peón que  
No supo seguir las reglas 

Cuántas veces no quiso saltar en “L”
Moverse en Diagonal 
O avanzar directo
Hacia el fondo del tablero 

Un espacio a la vez 
Levantó su antorcha e incendió
Sus pasos
Escupió la redonda cabeza
Del prójimo
Y gritó con fuerza 
Maldiciones contra todos los Reyes. 

Se aferró a esta vida de piedras que caen
Y son arrojadas

Se partió las sienes contra las balas de un fusil
 
Era un transeúnte 
Que dejó su cuerpo 
A orillas de un tablero 

Adolfo Santistevan López es un poeta ecuatoriano. 
Ha ganado el primer premio del festival 
de poesía Ileana Espinel Cedeño, 
Guayaquil 2012. Ha participado 
a la Feria Internacional de Libro 
de Lima en 2011 con la delegación 
de poetas enviado por la embajada ecuatoriana.
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La sombra que me habita

de Adolfo Santistevan López

La sombra que habita la alcoba

Se acerca reptante hacia mi cama 

Ahí me susurra que el miedo domina entre estas paredes

Me encojo y me divido en minúsculos fragmentos 

Y dejo de ser el hombre que amaba la noche 

Me he vuelto un despojo mohoso y purulento

Un esqueleto de ave carcomido por el sol

Un hedor similar al de los ojos que se cierran en un asilo

Mi nombre es una sílaba masticada por los negros dientes de esta sombra

-un lento

lento

lentísimo susurro –

Que en el eco de estas ventanas cerradas

Transmuta

en una carcajada viciosa.

Hoy caen de mis párpados las hojas del tiempo muerto

Mi cuerpo es un sarcófago vacío

Que estático espera

El regreso de la sombra 

Que ha salido a burlarse

Del hombre que yo era.

Adolfo Santistevan López es un poeta ecuatoriano nacido en 1986. Algunos de sus textos han sido publicados en varias revistas en América Latina. Puedes leer su blog.

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Lens Through A Different Light, Lonely Teenage

This article was developed by one of the International Zine Project’s editors, in collaboration with Lonely Teenage’s Cory Wicklund, whose sounds are featured within.

Lonely Teenage is a project born of Illinois-native, Cory Wicklund’s, commitment to sound and collaboration, as well as a testament to his ceaseless drive as a musician. 

The group started to take shape in Rockford, Illinois in January of 2016, while Wicklund was living on the top floor of an abandoned apartment building that locals used to refer to as “The Loft.”

He had been working part-time in a bar two blocks away, existing somewhere between homelessness and poverty, when he picked up an iPad and a microphone, a Shure SM57. From January until the following September, he worked on what was to become his first single, “What You’re Afraid Of.” 

Wicklund saw this as a time to experiment and to experience a newfound independence as a musician. The environment in which a musician lives — how it changes — is ever-evolving, and forever ephemeral.

“This was my chance to take over,” says Wicklund, “I wanted to play bass, I wanted to play percussion, synthesizer, guitars, I had to learn how to sing, but I knew what I wanted, I had a vision.”

The musician’s existence is nomadic, and multidisciplinary, requiring malleability as well as openness, and an ability to change and to be changed, by the environment in which he finds himself, by the one he creates — alone, with his sound, and with his collaborators. 

The Illinois-native explains that the Midwestern environment has been highly influential to his work, being diverse and comfortable, yet a place where one can experience extremes — extreme solitude, extreme cold, and the kind of vacancy and urgency that are becoming definitive of every contemporary environment.

The idea for Lens Through A Different Light, featured below, came around May of 2019. A fresh song, it echoes with its own contradictions and Wicklund’s multidisciplinary approach, with Brian Mastrangeli on bass. Its notes are often sinister and melancholic, but painted with enough hope, the song is unpredictable, a testament to this environment, to Wicklund’s and to our ambiguous perceptions that define them all:

Lens Through A Different Light, Lonely Teenage

“How do those people see the world compared to how I see it? I didn’t want to forget that there’s more to this life than what was in front of me. That this environment might only be temporary, and that not every scenario is going to be black or white. Not every question can be answered in a yes or no fashion; it’s not always that simple.”

Lonely Teenage has grown and developed since June 2019 and now consists of Cory Wicklund (guitar, synthesizer, and vocals), Brian Mastrangeli (bass), Andrew Yarbro (guitar), Nathan Blache (drums), and Cameron St. Clair (percussion). You can learn more about their own ephemeral environment on SoundCloud and Spotify, and follow them on Instagram.

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Culottes à la fraise

de Clémence Bobillot

Pour une fois, à la place du Coca

Il nous a commandé un jus de fraise.

Le jus est arrivé

Dans un gros gobelet,

Rose fuschia, une drôle de couleur de fraise.

Ceci dit, baignant dans les glaçons, c’était frais,

Et son corps à lui,

chaud, nu, excepté un caleçon.

Dans un geste brusque, non maîtrisé,

Voulant me border,

Il buta le gobelet

Encore à moitié plein (à moitié vide, aussi), qui tomba,

Déversant le jus rose fuschia

Au dessus du tiroir entrouvert :

Le tiroir à culottes.

Il donna le bain à ma collection de culottes, un bain sucré et coloré.

Toutes y passèrent : dentelle, string, tanga, coton, culotte de grand-mère… même deux ou trois

chaussettes.

Clémence Bobillot est une poète des mots et de l’image. Vous pouvez la suivre sur Tumblr.