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💥Hot People Cause Chaos💣

when i was young i dreamt of ruling the world

Poetry Trapper Keeper
Sep 1, 2023
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So, after we 🌸had a spring awakening🌸, 🍷hosted a dinner party🍽️, and ❤️‍🔥got into a situationship❤️‍🔥, it’s time to wrap up the summer with some , you guessed it -

💥CHAOS💣

In this issue we’ve got one song, three poems, and an ah-mazing piece of art for you! Enjoy, take your meds, anddddd don’t do anything we wouldn’t do 🙃🙃🙃


“I’ll Try” ☔💜 by Laraly

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About Laraly (She/Her): I’m Laraly, a lyrical singer-songwriter from Switzerland. I write pop-folk melodies, usually sad songs. Many of my songs talk about heartbreak, hope of new starts and finding yourself. I have one song on Spotify. I post regularly on tiktok: @laraly_music and instagram: @laraly_music


“Hun Cries, Supine” 🤓💅🏼 by Eula Kerr

About Eula (She/They): Eula declined our request for a writer's bio, but did provide her Tindr/Feeld bio: 

Just your friendly neighbourhood transexual out here finding her queer in South East London.

Subby, scottish, kinky, but down to try whatever 🌝

Tend to want a connection before other things. Also just interested in meeting other queerios. 

Ask me on a date and I'll take you for a meal deal (no cis dudes allowed, soz not soz)

xoxo

NB I can read AND write... proof on my gram @eula__kerr


“childhood dream” 💭👑 by Inseo Yang

when i was young
i dreamt of ruling the world
only before i watched the Crown
and realized the bts of Breakfast at Tiffany’s
was jumbled garbage of nyc with rodents doing gymnastics
across avenues and streets and stations, line F to Brooklyn
was not a pathway to becoming a city girl but only a tattooed one
my renewed belief, disney princesses are hitchhikers seeking a fair palace
where they will cast themselves to corsets and frills only to kiss an npc,
the nameless white knight; me, i used to hate barbies as a girl
but owned a collection to fit in like a survival instinct, and at home,
my mom used to say, you should have a daughter just like you
i told her that it could be a son with a personality worse than mine, it’s possible,
because i once ran away when my parents would not let me stay at an airbnb
which then i drove and was stopped by police on I-95
he had a full-grown mustache so i burst into tears, my silked hair kited in the wilted wind and he told me to stop acting—
listen, the sad truth is
i have never met anyone who believes in my dream
as a storyteller, though i still exist
with an absolute belief in zodiac signs

About Inseo (She/Her): Inseo Yang is a seventeen-year-old poet from Connecticut. Her work has been recognized by the Alliance for Young Artists & Writers and can be found in ​Cathartic Literary Magazine, The Weight Journal, and elsewhere. She serves as the poetry and non-fiction editor of Parallax Literary Journal. In her free time, she enjoys getting into extensive debates with her friends on controversial topics without getting anywhere near a resolution."


“That (devil) girl” 😈💄 by eye.scream.sand.wiitch

About eye.scream.sand.wiitch (She/They): Eye.scream.sand.wiitch is a visual artist whose work explores themes of queerness, mental health and relationships. They like pretty colours and silly things. Instagram: @eye.scream.sand.wiitch


“WHY I WRITE POEMS” 🤩🎤 by X.P. Callahan

Not for the money. For the household-
name level of fame. For how
the frazzled mom of six in aisle 5
at the Valley Drive Walmart
spots me and dead-stops her cart. For how
TSA agents swarm me
and beg me to autograph copies
of my self-published volume.
For the way the flight attendants fight,
brawling in the aisle to see
who will grab the cabin’s microphone
and win the right to recite
my collected works from memory.
In the flyover desert
of Arizona, a saguaro
unseen from the stratosphere,
unwitnessed from the paved tourist road,
waits as long as thirty years
to produce a solitary bloom,
a hundred to raise one arm
to the empty sky. What a loser.

About X.P. Callahan (Me/Mine): X.P. Callahan's work has appeared in Calyx, Rattle, Terror House, One Sentence Poems, and elsewhere. She translates French and Latin American poetry and literary theory, is the proprietor of CENTORAMA: Happy Home of the Recombinant Poem, and writes the Diary Poems newsletter on Substack.


Instructions for zine:

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  1. Download this PDF file front and back on a single sheet of A4 paper (we suggest a slightly thicker paper so the ink doesn’t bleed through, or you can also print it on two separate pages and have a zine + poster of eye.scream.sand.wiitch’s beautiful work!)

  2. Fold along solid lines and cut along dotted line (follow this little diagram I found online to make it easier!)

  3. Enjoy your Hot People Cause Chaos Zine!!


Aaand that’s a wrap on our first series of PTK Zines! (We’re not crying, you’re crying). As much fun as we had this summer, the nerd girls inside of us can’t wait for the back to school season. Watch this space for in-person event announcements, a hot new squatter, and our next open call for submissions!! Special thank youuus and kisses to our incredible contributors!

xoxo

PTK

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