THE CLIO

Made by: Andrea Lastimosa

Artwork by: Vee

Written and made by: Supreeta

Written by: Alessandra Joelle Art by: Andrea Lastimosa There is a particular kind of grief that does not belong to us, yet settles into our bodies as if it does. It arrives quietly—through interviews watched at midnight, through cracked voices on stage, through lyrics that confess pain we have never lived but somehow recognize. Known as ‘parasocial grief’, a borrowed mourning, where the fan processes their own unresolved trauma by tending to the visible wounds of an artist.

Made by: Supreeta

Made by: Andrea Lastimosa I used to be very afraid to get close to people, very afraid to ask people to hang out because I was so scared to be rejected. This year I met a group of people who made me feel especially happy to be around, less afraid. A couple weeks ago, I really wanted to see the Chainsaw Man movie. I fought with myself to ask my friends to see it with me, and ultimately I hit send. Surprisingly to me and probably unsurprisingly to everyone else, they immediatel

Made by: Vee This year has been interesting and heavy, and being a very small girl with very big problems I didn't truly think I would even survive my own mind by the time my birthday in November came. As I was thinking about my journey this year through a mass that is brain fog and dissociation, I realised that even with stress and burnout, I still felt the light through the heaviest days. I remember times I had panic attacks and felt numb all day long for weeks but then the

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