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PARKER PARKER PARKER PARKER PARKER PARKER PARKER DAY DAY DAY DAY DAY DAY DAY BY SUNNI JOHNSON BY SUNNI JOHNSON BY SUNNI JOHNSON BY SUNNI JOHNSON BY SUNNI BY SUNNI JOHNSON JOHNSON
Los Angeles based Parker Day, a photographer of fantastical means, was blessed from a young age with quite the imagination. Scanning the aisles of her father’s comic book shop, her future self would develop a knack for visualizing and consequently styling otherworldly characters as the subjects for her photographic ventures. “My work concerns the malleability of identity and the yearning to expand,” Parker explains. “I think everyone at one time or another questions who they are and feels the angst of unrealized potential selves. People who visibly exist beyond the status quo show the potential we all have to break away from who we think we ought to be.”
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Big Dipper.
Thicc boys, sweaty pits, and LaCroix in bulk. They’re not just a list of things that you’d find in my wet dreams; they’re also featured in songs and videos by zaddy bear rapper, Big Dipper.
Interview by Stevie King @ SteevieKing2 Photos by Rakeem Cunningham @ Rakeemc
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ves By Luis Ace ly @fabuluis
I was 24 when I was first able to get a driver’s license and legally work in the United States. That’s when Obama passed the DREAM act, an act that gave a chance to live a seminormal life to the children of undocumented immigrants. The path wasn’t easy, cheap or quick but it was the first time we had a real opportunity to live here legally. My brother and I both qualified because met the requirements: arrived when under the age of 16, before 2007, had no criminal record and were between the ages of 15-31. The entire process took months of gathering up documents, meetings with our lawyer to make sure we met all the requirements and money, lots of money. While it was not required to have a lawyer, the application still cost several hundred dollars. Most undocumented immigrants are fairly poor so I can’t begin to imagine how many of us could see the opportunity in front of them without having the means to obtain it. Those who could put together the money and were approved got minimal rights with conditions attached. We didn’t get the right to vote, we had to keep a clean criminal record and would have to re-apply every two years in order to keep our employment authorization and not be deported. We got nothing beyond being able to legally get a job, driver’s license and the ability to apply for a credit card. For many, this was the first taste of the American dream. Even though DREAMers do not quality for any type of financial aid or government aid, for many it was finally a way to attend university, a way to finally start working towards a future. For me, it was the first time since arriving to this country that I felt hope. When you grow up not being able to be open about your life for fear of your family being deported, it’s hard to say I ever felt like I had a chance to succeed. My entire childhood and teen years were spent dealing with the extreme anxiety of knowing that any day I could come home from school and my parents might not be there.
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Once upon a time, in the shiny farcity of the All American nuclear family, a beautiful baby princess was born. Placed under a curse of arriving in an untrue form, she lived quietly in a box waiting for, and wondering how, she would transform. Words by Sunni Johnson
Both her body and room encapsulated her inside a cocoon she couldn’t emerge from, held together by the threads of dreams she had no idea she would possibly reach. Photography by Mateus Porto @orograph & Giovanni Peschi @giovanni_peschi Harness by @creepyyeha
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