Letter from the Editor
Welcome to Inverted Syntax’s Fissured Tongue Volume 3. Get ready for a reckoning.
(Oh wait, sorry, you’ve been living through one for so long now — what is time? -- it’s easy to forget that normal doesn’t exist.)
The work in this volume wrestles with the concept of surroundings, environment, and how that influences identity, affects the sense of self. But the affection goes both ways, explores how personhood affects what’s around us, on both the micro (community-focused) and the macro (climate change is coming for us all) levels.
This issue is also about connection / dis/connection / the spaces between. What we celebrate touching, what we miss. How those gaps can be pauses, gasps, room for growth / questioning / doubt, death and rebirth, which is to say: the interstitial is a fertile place, where cycles do their mossy work. Take a breath, settle in, get comfortable.
Change is mutability. One thing we can take from being alive right now is that when faced with unchanging circumstances we recognize the need to unstagnate ourselves, our situations, as soon as it seems feasible, once time appears to again move linearly into the future.
Endings clear the way for what comes next. Who do you want to be at the end of this? The cycle begins again.
Let's go,
Jesica Davis
Managing Editor
Inverted Syntax
August 2021
Welcome to Inverted Syntax’s Fissured Tongue Volume 3. Get ready for a reckoning.
(Oh wait, sorry, you’ve been living through one for so long now — what is time? -- it’s easy to forget that normal doesn’t exist.)
The work in this volume wrestles with the concept of surroundings, environment, and how that influences identity, affects the sense of self. But the affection goes both ways, explores how personhood affects what’s around us, on both the micro (community-focused) and the macro (climate change is coming for us all) levels.
This issue is also about connection / dis/connection / the spaces between. What we celebrate touching, what we miss. How those gaps can be pauses, gasps, room for growth / questioning / doubt, death and rebirth, which is to say: the interstitial is a fertile place, where cycles do their mossy work. Take a breath, settle in, get comfortable.
Change is mutability. One thing we can take from being alive right now is that when faced with unchanging circumstances we recognize the need to unstagnate ourselves, our situations, as soon as it seems feasible, once time appears to again move linearly into the future.
Endings clear the way for what comes next. Who do you want to be at the end of this? The cycle begins again.
Let's go,
Jesica Davis
Managing Editor
Inverted Syntax
August 2021
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