a zine of tenderness, tangents, and tiny revolutions
Dear wanderer,
Welcome to my little pocket of the internet, where each issue is a glass bottle set adrift. "Pages of Ari" is a scrapbook zine for quiet revelations, jellyfish thoughts, dreamlike tangents, and the golden ache of remembering too much. You might find diary entries in disguise, odd metaphors about koi or cloud-eating ghosts, or just soft dispatches from the sea-glass corners of my days.
This is not a broadcast. It's a whisper. It’s the sound of scissors on paper and a cup of something warm beside you. I hope you find a page that makes you pause, smile, or exhale a little slower.
With ink-stained hands,
Ari