We kick off this issue with A. B. Robinson’s amazing “Sonnet Crown for Third Officer Ripley.” Then there are stories of beasties and strange places and st

May: gone. June: gone. July: moving fast. Here are gods, snakes, death, and demons. On the lighter, crunchier side: carrots and apples. Twice a year this zine s

Three million years from now a thought form called oufaobf will randomly coalesce into LCRW 35 at the same time as 1.2 million monkeys type it out. Which means

There are no ghostly bumps in the night, no loud noises, no cheap shot surprises to knock you out your seat. Instead: stories and poetry — so much excellent p

What is on the inside? Short stories, four poems from Marge Piercy, and a cooking column because once I read a zine with a cooking column and loved it and I tho