Buckman Journal Broad Spectrum

<p><br></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(124 20 255 1)>In this issue you'll find: </span></p><p><br></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(124 20 255 1)>Rhythmic ministry featuring the magnetic Madame Golong. A band that plays so well they open a basement portal. You'll find hands holding remedies; vines from skeletal to dripping. Crowbar bones poems as lifelines and trapdoors the queer immortal. </span></p><p><br></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(124 20 255 1)>Language as the subject itself. A montage of self in five seasons. Artists and writers faithful to many mediums. Collaborations with nature. An essay that goes after all the many strange tendrils of grief and lineage. Meet a decades-long dancer the real deal. Spend time with formidable glaciers be their witness. </span></p><p><br></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(124 20 255 1)>Then dye your hair green on a whim. Get let in on the brutal joke. Limb and eyelid. Venture into unbreathable air a future sift. See the cranes migrate. Stand in awe of the dogwood. </span></p><p><br></p>