Know You

Not to pry
But I’m sorry
Not to push
But I’m calling
Not to have or to hold you
Nor just to see not say that I told you
So a lens or a comment formed may make a break for you
Like a mirror or a captive:
Which is which—?
And which is colder?
Who me?
No, I don’t—
Know you


Writer: Max Villa briefly attended Fullerton College as a computer science student, but left to live on an organic farm in Hawaii to reconnect with the Earth. He now intends to pursue a graduate degree in data science. He hopes to be remembered for his art.


Artist: Michelle Corvino is a quirky photographer that enjoys bringing light to otherwise overlooked conversations.