an indie zine for the heart that remembers too much
Dear kind visitor,
This little corner of the web is my scrapbook, my stitched-together chapters. Each entry is a page torn from the quiet margins of my life—days where the sea whispered back, the yarn tangled just right, and something soft inside me remembered how to breathe.
I write these not to be loud, but to be real. To remember. To gather fragments. To leave something behind for future-me, and maybe someone like you.
Thank you for flipping through the pages. I hope you find something here that feels like a lighthouse on a foggy day.
Sincerely,
Ari