I lost everything I had written because right now I am stoned, and all the time I am a chump. I haven't really written since the fire -- not Ara's not Oakland's, but mine. I wrote like two pages each the first and third day after the fire. Then again, exactly a month after, but nothing really in between or after.

I still don't really know how I feel about it.


EMPTY is a collection of Maira's thoughts after they lose their house to fire--the logistical nightmare of rebuilding your life as an artist & y'know, person after something like that; how nice people can be; how cruel both mental illness & the world/fate/circumstance is. Survival, tattoos, coping skills. Where you can turn to when life lets you down.

Heartbreaking & hopeful & messy & sometimes funny like we all are. I really love Maira's work.

This zine is 16 pages, typed, half size (5.5 x 8.5) & photocopied and comes with a trigger warning for drugs, self-harm, suicidal ideation, house fires, and alcohol. Stay safe out there.

The current batch of this zine is on a mix of neon brights & white paper, your copy's color will selected at random. Woo!