Avi Velevski is a trans poet based in London. His work has previously been published in t’Art Magazine and performed at the Roundhouse Three Sixty Festival.
I love fights: July, shut-eye, my mind. Today it’s him and how very odd that it’s all OK—no fire, no flood no impossible wrestle in endless supply. I dream up a Goliath on the Mildmay Line to twist and hit and twist till I wring blood. The worst part being how it feels good to infinitely sink into the sublime… Read more →
The lagoon with you, rock formations we’ve never seen before like gifts from space or as if the wind was a dog chewing them beyond recognition. The sign says not to jump in— the waves would dash us against sharp stone while molten sunset washes over, our blood melting orange as we dissolve into fire-spun sea. So we don’t, and… Read more →
Salted air instils whimsy flings me away from the sea in its choppy security opens me into everything I pretend to be.