Liy Yusof
Poem: I need a new way
by Liy Yusof. "oh orenda, show me my coordinates / oh sophrosyne, the mysteries of my blood"
Anarchy & Alcohol: What if you're too drunk to dream?
Anarchy and Alcohol is the kind of zine where you immediately think of friends who need to read it, but you probably need to read it too.
Learning Good Consent: An essential zine on relational boundaries
In this zine, sex is not nearly as important as the dirty work: defining the boundaries of what feels safe for your dignity around another while being mindful of their limits too.
Poem: Things My Grandmother Doesn't Understand
by Liy Yusof. "her hands quiver as she floats through the rooms of her mind / and switches the lights on and off again"
January danced to the poem I wrote her
"Her every step on the ground is not / always a step forward, but rather / a kiss from ancient Odisha"
They're Missing / THE BEST OF US
A miniature dystopian story first published in a Fixi Novo anthology in 2017.
Audio: Bad Dream, Coming Of Age
In which I try to explain in plain English
"[Our] values are things that will dismantle these structures instead of just keep them going, instead of repeating our mistakes and doing the same old stuff."
That one thing I wrote as a young Muslim at the UN
Poem: "If my heart was a home on the beach"
by Liy. Spontaneous poem no.8 from their late grandfather's typewriter.
Poem: To My Unborn Descendants
by Liy Yusof. "One day, I too will be in your blood / My concrete, my playlists, the air and disaster / health of my whorehouse heart"