Perspective
- Allison Bothley
- Mar 23
- 2 min read
Let’s talk about noise.
Not just the good kind—music, laughter, a voice you
love saying your name—but the constant, low-grade
everywhere-ness of noise. News, content, opinions,
updates. A never-ending scroll. Everything meaning
something and nothing. We’re living in a kind of
permanent surround sound.
We have always been listening.
Before we wrote anything down, we passed it mouth to mouth, breath
to breath. Story as survival. Warning. Prayer. Song. The word has
never belonged only to the page—it lived in the throat, in the air, in the
echo between us.
So, for this issue, we made something unruly. An issue that doesn’t just
sit still in your hands. An issue that insists on a second sense. This is
our first audio issue.
With Poetry Month here again, it felt right to return
to this: language as music, as pulse, as something alive in the body.
Each piece extends beyond the page. So read the pieces.
Follow the thread. Listen. Let the work arrive. Let it carry you.
Let it vibrate. Because often sound does something the eye
cannot. It bypasses your neat, editorial brain. It goes lower.
Or deeper. It finds the soft place inside you and says: feel this.
Listen. Notice what shifts. Notice what sharpens.
This is our offer to the noise.
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Allison Bothley is a writer and recovering MFA (The New School) who lives in Orangeville, Ontario. Her writing has appeared in The Globe and Mail, The White Wall Review, Sad Girl Diaries, The Literary Review of Canada and others. She is the creator and publisher of Bangs Zine, an independent space hot for big feelings, emerging writers, and lazy Sunday readers.
IG: @allisonbothleywrites
Website: www.allisonbothley.com




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