This is the cover of the brand new issue of Coupe. It is also the 10 year anniversary of the little magazine I began a decade ago. I wasn't really thinking that far ahead when I started this thing. It all just sort of happened which is the best way for things to happen I suppose.
This is a strange, introspective issue, certainly where Coupe is most comfortable. A single poem runs thoughout the pages, repeats, fragments, and alters amid the dense but stark images of a forest.