This is a very short poem abut a dream I had the night before I made the zine. The dream was a semi lucid dream and filled me with very liberated feelings. It is illustrated with bright colored patterns and stickers of random ordinary items.
I woke
in my dream
no doors were
closed to me
so I threw away my keys
and flew away
into the night
2021
BADATHAS PRESS 
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