HAPPY PRIDE HAPPY PRIDE HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE GET GAYER & MORE TRANSGENDER NOW!!!! PRIDE SCRIBES PRIDE SCRIBES PRIDE SCRIBES!!
Now is a great time to remind you that all three of the organizers of SCRIBES are nonbinary. Respect!
But before all this, here are the photos from last month’s SCRIBES. Huge thanks to c.r. hooker for always killing it with photos!
Thank you to Massimo for featuring & to Lindsay for co-hosting. It turned out to be Massimo’s birthday on SCRIBES day!
One more thing. You might notice SCRIBES is pink now!
I got tired of the red & this felt right, so we’re pink now. Simple as that!
HERE is the flyer for PRIDE SCRIBES, taking place JUNE 29 (doors at 6 show at 7):
Our features this month are Emily Reed & Nicole Coladonato.
Musician, writer, and all around sweetie, Emily Rose Reed has been performing for a few decades in Philadelphia and the surrounding area. She makes music under the name How I Became Invisible, and also is the vocalist in the band Danger Club. Her interests are space, revolution, cryptids, quantum physics, the everlasting present specter of annihilation, punk rock, and Chernobyl. She lives in South Jersey in a secret underground lab where she is making… plans.
Here is a poem by Emily:
Dyatlov Pass
Have you thought about what it’s like to split apart at the subatomic level
Every neon light sparking at once
Dividing into brighter and brighter pulses
Roentgen and kilograms
Grays and kilowatts
Curies and hertz
Decimals and dollar signs
A Geiger counter implanted in the center of the chest
Diving into the sacred space at the center of it all
Your eyes
Dissolving into components
Foot by elephant’s foot
Walled up behind the reactor
Biological shield launched into the roof
That is no longer existing
A thermal bridge underneath
And a sarcophagus above
Not great not terrible
Just bridging the gap
Energy released and dissipated
Into another end of the world
A-Zed-5
RBMK
Xenon
Negative void coefficients
And other such semiotics
For personal destruction
Nicole Coladonato began performing in her youth and quickly developed an affection for the spotlight. She quit being a failed visual artist to become a writer, embracing this new path with the same passion. Her writing abuses grammar, language, and societal mores to construct a carnal, surreal experience. Nicole’s poetry is found in zines and at open mics around Philadelphia, where she continues to explore her work.
Here is a poem by Nicole, wonderfully handwritten:
Hope to see you there! Stay queer! Stay loud! Stay proud!
—NDR