What about being a person in a town?
The afternoon's mail brought my contributor's copy of Not One of Us #76, containing my poem "The Green Room." I have referred to it as "a sort of depressed rural Inanna thing," but it was my first poem and almost my first piece of non-film writing since January. A fragment of it goes back fourteen years. The genre-spanning theme of eat and breathe encompasses stories and poems by Romie Stott, Jennifer Crow, Meep Matsushima, and more, with equally wide-ranging black-and-white art by John and Flo Stanton. The website remains temporary, but the 'zine is an institution. Subscribe, submit, check it out.
spatch's work-related COVID scare has resolved in favor of the far preferable outcome of his not having COVID. Allowing for the necessity of phone tag, I was surprised by the ease with which I was able to get him scheduled for a PCR, as opposed to the last scare where even a confirmed contact wasn't enough without symptoms; I can't help but wonder if it goes with the reactivation of the free government-issued tests, even as the pandemic is officially supposed to be post-. I am still getting over the miserable cold, which means I am no longer running a fever over a hundred and coughing the color of lemons, but I could stand to feel a lot more percent.
Please enjoy this spectacular pop-art preventive maintenance pin-up by Will Eisner.
Please enjoy this spectacular pop-art preventive maintenance pin-up by Will Eisner.

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