Fly By

In the morning,
Birds fly in circles
Making sounds I will never understand.
I cannot even see them
But I know they are there.
I sit somewhere beneath their circle and listen to them.
And I enjoy hearing them.
It’s not about knowing who they are;
It’s about understanding that they exist, they live, they fly.


The rest of the writing is available only in the printed publication due to the political climate.

Hwiy Chang

HWIY is an interdisciplinary artist who primarily works with moving and still imagery. She is interested in investigating, exposing, and revealing connections between individuals and their environments. She often uses fictional narratives to create new meaning in the world and seeks to expand art as a medium for constructing alternative realities.

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