Persephone Delatte Kirkland Delatte (she/her or he/him) is aesthetic coordinator for @periwinklezine and a grad student. She is a writer and an illustrator. She also makes jewelry, embroiders, and speaks Italian.
literary + art magazine
Author: Dream Noir Magazine
A literary+art magazine diversifying the voices of those within and outside the academics.
Art by Britnie Walston
Britnie, a MD based versatile artist, captures energy through light, vibrant color, depth, and texture. Exaggerated brushstrokes and abstract color give her paintings life and voice, and are produced using a variety of unconventional techniques, […]
Pieces of Me by Alissa Der Kazarian
Alissa is a young aspiring artist from Massachusetts. She enjoys cooking, watching movies, listening to music, and trying new creative projects. She tries to convey her own unique perspective on people and everyday objects/subject matter […]
The Works Of Silas Plum
Silas Plum challenges the idea of objective vs subjective value. He believes strongly in the tired old maxim that the true value of an object is more than the sum of its parts, that […]
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D.S. Kinsel is an award winning cultural agitator. He expresses his creativity through the mediums of painting, installation, curating, and performance. Kinsel’s work puts focus on themes of space keeping, urban tradition, hip-hop, informalism and […]
From Being Stalingrad to Nothingness
by Brett Stout After she annexed her existence and the Crimea confessions as oxymoron’s were written in dead languages on blank Post-It Notes left in empty carriages as the broken dams filled with neon ghetto […]
Old Umbrellas for the New Blood Rain
by Brett Stout The metallic neon blood laden American concrete and grass, Ohio is now singed, safety pinned accessories and mementos of future present and past enthusiastic wars, black tie dinners and cheap gas masks […]
From Being Stalingrad to Nothingness
by Brett Stout After she annexed her existence and the Crimea, confessions as oxymoron’s were written in dead languages on blank Post-It Notes left in empty carriages as the broken dams filled with neon ghetto […]
Heart’s Desire
by Lacie Semenovich i. I climbed this mountain to feel the breeze coarse against my skin, the rocks bruise softly my bones, to see the mother sky. ii. Lightning spread over the path. Mudslides passed […]
The Absence of Melancholy
by John Tustin The worst times are the times like now When the days whiz by like the blur of cars Passing by when one is hitchhiking on the Highway With just that little wistful […]
