HEAT WAVES

L E T T E R S F R O M
T H E E D I T O R S
Watching shadows dance on bedroom walls as the sun rises in the East and sets in the West.
Twenty four hours become a hundred and sixty eight as each day blends into the next.
Summer has become a season of loss and unrest, so we turn to its roots in revolution. We take
inspiration from the sun and all its lovers; burning with rage and no conviction, screaming
“WE ARE HERE, SEE US, HEAR US”.
To Our Readers,
HEAT WAVES was created to memorialize
diverse experiences of simultaneously
navigating a global pandemic and
widespread uprisings. Whether it was
reminiscing about what summer meant
before 2020, redefining summer in terms
of resistance, learning to rest, or finally
giving yourself permission to heal - we
asked for your words and your art to
show us what this summer meant to you.
Putting this zine together has been an
amazing experience. Thank you for
trusting us with your stories. Before you
dive into this beautiful collection of
artwork, I want to remind you; to keep
reaching out for a hand to hold, to keep
that fire burning, to use that passion - do
not let it go unseen. Someone will always
be there to take your hand.
Warmly,
Iqra Abid
Editor in Chief (she/her)
Noise Amongst the Heat Waves by Kofi Oduro