There’s nothing wrong with this magazine. I think maybe that’s the problem. If there was only something wrong with it. But how can I knock a magazine that’s got so much enthusiasm? I can’t. I haven’t got the energy. All that youthful exuberance and good intention has worn me out. The poems are great in this issue. I’m in love with Todd Raboy. And the beer guy. The beer guy is great when he’s pissed off. I wake up at night thinking about the beer guy. You’re right Zygotes, resistance is futile. I give up.
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