at dusk, I unfold like
a flower. for just a moment, I think I hear
a bird—but it’s just an old memory leaving.
mist of red. soul of fire. I’m
trapped in a body that I don’t recognize. a home
that isn’t mine.
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on a tightrope, tiptoeing over a border you call it pride before the fall
i don't really say much at all but
what i wouldn't give
to find fluency in this,
to get on my knees and tell your god
i am as i was made
about us
The Japanese word "origami" is composed of two smaller Japanese words: "ori" (おり), meaning to fold, and "kami” (かみ), meaning paper – a word that shares hiragana with the Japanese word for “deity”. As such, The Origami Review aims to fold magic into the metaphorical creases of our pages, believing that the creation of art can capture the ethereal within the ordinary and mundane.
our mission
The Origami Review seeks to be a place for young artists and writers to explore the limits of their craft. We’re especially passionate about platforming those of marginalized communities, recognizing that the literary and artistic world often prioritizes those of dominant cultures within society. We hope to uplift and connect writers from around the world through the unique, complex power of artistic expression.
