Photography © Edward S. Gault
Everybody talks the loudest when
you can’t hear them. Dusty vision, like
reckless fairy powder, the type of magic
one considers to be threatening.
Disconnected. Mad antennas with
bad receptivity. A screeching “XXX,”
if I cut my hands, will they bleed
differently? Uneven, uneasy
I nod. A nod. A knot.
Tightened chest, a miniscule move is
surreal (is light supposed to hit the glass
? transparent?). A dream where
I am not asleep enough. A nightmare.
Frederico Voroniuk Manica is a young Brazilian writer who uses poetry to cope with overwhelming feelings. They often have aggressive thoughts and impulses, despite their cool exterior. Frederico also has no sense of identity whatsoever. has published work in the Queer Toronto Literary Magazine and The Big Windows Review.
Edward S. Gault is a poet and fine art photographer. He lives at Mosaic Commons, a co-housing community in Berlin, Massachusetts.