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ALT So long! (And thanks for all the fish) Statement
ALT Cape is Closing Alas, the day has come. Cape Magazine is closing permanently. We were originally on hiatus for 2024 with every intention of returning next year. During this time, we have grown apart and feel it is best to disband Cape after almost six joyous years. We are immensely proud of all five issues of Cape, which will remain up on our website for people to continue to enjoy. We will no longer be checking our social media or emails. With all our gratitude and admiration, this is Team Cape signing out. – Briony & Aaron
ALT Shhh! Cape is sleeping... Cape is going on a break for 2024. We are so proud of issue 5, and so grateful to all our amazing contributors. If you want more from us, check out atomic bohemian! And don’t worry, we’ll be back...
ALT Stone Trees By Tracee Findlater & Fliss Cary This illustrated poetry pamphlet will beckon you into a quiet meditation as you move through the gorgeous and evocative words of Findlater, complimented by Cary's outstanding artwork. Printed on high quality 170gsm paper for a luxurious feel. For readers who love: clarity imagism ecopoetry nature Available now at www.atomicbohemian.com
ALT Stone Trees By Tracee Findlater & Fliss Cary This illustrated poetry pamphlet will beckon you into a quiet meditation as you move through the gorgeous and evocative words of Findlater, complimented by Cary's outstanding artwork. Printed on high quality 170gsm paper for a luxurious feel. For readers who love: clarity imagism ecopoetry nature Available now at www.atomicbohemian.com
ALT ‘I had these weird few days where I thought if I could make my room beautiful it might fix me, you know? Like, sure, I still wouldn’t be able to leave the house, but maybe if I opened my curtains and let some light in, that would be practically the same thing, right? And now I am bathed in green from the window clings and the sun shining through, and I don’t feel better.’ From ‘there isn’t language for this’ by charlotte amelia poe
ALT Thank you For your support on issue 5 You can check out all 3 volumes for free on our website!
ALT ‘You think you're falling, an aquarium full of miniature fighter jets awakening under visibly conceptual nebulae.’ From ‘Riding your subdimensions through the non-deleting windshield of unyielding’ by Bobby Parrott
ALT "There is a captivating clarity to it that makes you pause and absorb the words describing this experience. It conjures up the sounds and smells of sand and water, offering respite and space to breathe. A thing of beauty to come back to again and again." – Annick Yerem about Stone Trees
ALT ‘Last Halloween we harvested a skull from the emptiness, debated over its species and origin.’ From ‘Noir Window’ By Kushal Poddar
ALT ‘Faces in a queue tend to progressively droop the closer you get to the end, like that hospital pain scale with the faces that you point at. But this line was impervious: maybe not zeros across the board, but mostly green or almost yellow smiles, no red frowns.’ From ‘Cords’ By Daniel Choe
ALT ‘When I was little, I thought I was white and, consequently, was the heroine’ From ‘Postcolonial Portal Fantasy’ By Josephine Desir
ALT Copy of the book Stone Trees by Tracee Findlater and Fliss Cary on a wooden table.
ALT Photo of the front cover of Stone Trees