This zine consists mostly of overwrought poetry, though there are some good bits here – “You seem to me sad/Like the little marmallows/in powdered hot chocolate/Or the bus driver who no says goodbye to.” Anyway, there’s a lot of stuff about absence – absent boyfriends, absent kisses, absent memories. Kelly seems sad to me. (HN)
zine, #1, Kelly Kopinak, $1, 11 Dunlop Cres., Dover Centre, RR 1, Ontario, N0P 1L0