« I like to hear you tell me that the world is music whose notes we share.
Those who resonate with grace and delight.
The ones that pierce with rage and fright.
And finally, those who utter the cry of abandonment and pain.
There are also memories and promises.
I like to hear you talk about the quintessence of love.
So I follow you, here and there.
Our walk begins through the seasons. Our senses no longer betray us and we no longer lie. »
Charlotte Lapalus
72 pages. Impression offset, couverture en lin. 

Birds - Damien Poulain
Vanishing Workflows - Xavier Antin
Manuel d'écologie urbaine - Audrey Muratet, François Chiron
Christina Forrer - Don’t Swallow Your Tongue
À partir de n°4 - Collectif
Le museau de mes amies m’amuse - Jehane Mahmoud
Jean-Jacques a dit - Angèle Douche
Crampes pâles... Mathilde Brion et Martin Lafaye
La Typographie post-binaire au delà de l'écriture inclusive - Camille Circlude
La peinture c'est comme les pépites - Pierre Yves-Hélou + Tirage
Fournitures - Julien Gobled
Parents Must Unite + Fight – Hackney Flashers - Camille Richert, Hackney Flashers
A Journal of Militant Sound Inquiry – Vol. 1 – Naming the Moment - Ultra-red
Dernier royaume - Quentin Derouet 











