Saturday, September 24, 2011
Pop Song Living
This is a lit zine with no intro. Just poems and short stories, and a music article too, some of them truly bad and some of them truly good. A representative sentence is from a piece (short short story that ends abruptly? long prose poem?) by JF Himsel: "I was the burnt marshmallow on a dirty stick, being swung around some gods head, laughing." Yep, the apostrophe is missing in "gods" and we're not sure whether the god is laughing or the marshmallow is laughing. But it's brilliant anyway, right? This was one of the 50 zines W sent. The staple job was bad--it was falling apart, so I bound it myself. Now I don't know what to do with it. Email me if you want me to send it to you.