DAFFODIL: The sun’s warmth is closer today. LILAC: At last. I’ve been so cold. DAFFODIL: It isn’t a chill, but the wind is merciless. I sway often. I’m tiresome. TULIP: How sunny it is! I aspire to grow tall enough to touch the sky. I could tell the sun to share more radiance with us. DAFFODIL: But you are beautiful. PRIMROSE: Beauty is a prerequisite to consumption. TULIP: Is consumption love? DAFFODIL: Consumption is an action taken by lovers, but it is not love. LILAC: What is it? PRIMROSE: Destruction. LILAC: The winter is destruction. The snow decays the green until all is a hazy sort of white. TULIP: I think the snow loves the ground enough to melt into it. LILAC: That sounds like an embrace.
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Del Elizabeth (17; she/they) is a creative & dramatic writer from California. She primarily focuses on horror, but has found a soft spot for romance especially in a poetic fashion. Their work has also appeared in Paper Crane Journal and Anatolios Magazine. In her free time, she dedicates herself to theatre. Their writing largely surrounds defining love through a queer lens and experimenting with how one’s identity influences their perception of the world.