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Printed Works and Zines
OUCH! Magazine, No. 7: Machines, Nov. 2021
OUCH! Magazine, No. 8: Plants, Apr. 2022
Oxy Bike Share Zine: WHEELS, May 2022
OUCH! Magazine, No. 9: Secrets, Oct. 2022
Queer Artist Showcase @Albatross Bar
Astoria, NY, August, 2022
Queer Creative Circle
Astoria, NY, September, 2022
Queer Artist Showcase @Mama Tried
Brooklyn, NY, October, 2022
Queer Creative Circle @ Ginger's Bar
Brooklyn, NY, November, 2022
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Printed Works and Zines
Two Men on a Sidewalk
As it appears in Bluefire, 2014.
I submitted this sci-fi piece to The Leyla Beban Young Author Foundation's first $1,000 for 1,000 Words Scholarship Contest, for which I ended up winning the high school prize. It was inspired heavily by my fears of climate change and Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 which I had just read for my first year of high school.
Orion Rises in November
As it appears in OUCH! Magazine, No. 7: Machines, 2021.
I justified submitting this piece of prose about constellations and heartsickness to the Machines issue of Dayi Novas' OUCH! Magazine by likening the subjects to the image of astrolabes and the not-quite mechanical rhythms of the universe.
Sincerely, Humbly, Yours, Always (Sunflower Letter Series)
As it appears in OUCH! Magazine, No. 8: Plants, 2022.
I have endless gratitude for Dayi's creative skill and flexibility. Her willingness to indulge my desire to space out these letters throughout this issue to give the air of time and distance made something I like into something I treasure.
Like Riding a Bike
As it appears in Oxy Bike Share's Zine, WHEELS, 2022.
My alma mater has a fantastic Bike Share organization full of creative, skilled, and hard-working people. I submitted this poem about reunions with the forceful nudging of a friend who was, at the time, part of the organization.
The Bicycle Tree
As it appears in OUCH! Magazine, No. 9: Secrets, 2022.
The fact that this is also sort of about bikes when the last zine I was in also was bike-related is honest-to-god coincidence. It's not my fault bicycles make for excellent metaphors about love and heartbreak.
A First Stab at Going Public
Octopus Arms was one of many band names I came up with with my musical partner of many years, Emily Considine, whose fantastic visual artistry can be found at her website.
These tracks are the emotionally and acoustically raw work of a teenage Junko.
The feeling of unsettling transcendence, of being something more than those around you can withstand, of searching for a home in one's singularity.
Do you know the feeling of becoming territorial, as if to protect a space in the way you couldn't protect yourself? This is about that feeling.
junko is human
I Am My Own Primary Audience
junko is human is a silly little joke of a stage name based on the fact that I exist in the same timeline and general geographic region as the brown-eyed junco bird. I have exactly one single out under this name, but I look forward to releasing more soon.
Sometimes you love someone for the bit of forever you share, but it doesn't stop you from strategizing how to protect your kids from your divorce.