by Lora Mathis Prints available here.

from the zine No Mist by Lora Mathis (2017) Available here.

New essay on Recenter Press. Looked at anger as a response to grief, and my process of unlearning toxic communications of it, while also validating the experiences that caused it.  Anger is a twisting, mangled root, and working through it involves breaking the soil to trace it to the stem. I want to break my family’s cyclical fury. I want to validate myself in a way I have been searching for my whole life — in a hoped for apology in my mother, in the safety I create with my friends. I want to forgive myself for the ways I have taken out a hurt too big for me to understand  — both on myself and others — ​and to do better. I want expressing my hurt to leave me feeling well-articulated and clear-headed, not ashamed. I want to grant myself permission to move forward. I want to keep writing myself into understanding; my fingers deep in thick soil, my anger an uprooted thing drying out on the dirt, shriveling in the clarifying Southern Californian sunlight.

from the zine No Mist by Lora Mathis (2017) Available here.

From the zine “Falling and Laughing” by Lora Mathis (2017) Available here.

Growth Film Stills, Lora Mathis (2017)

Friend Crushes, Lora Mathis (2015)

Lora Mathis (2017)