O, the precious days of the email’d PDF! The soft delay! The license on our hearts like a huge paper sack full of red confetti and pink ribbons that 3rd-graders have with scissors curl’d into curlicues like an out-of-control rose bush of a bad metaphor.
We got DLs (i.e. downloads direct from yr humble store mgrs). 99 cents for volume II. Rad. Click on any of the “ebook”s.
It’s that time of year again where we remember why we love this shabby old rock.
PDFs of previous issues are on sale for $.99 this month!
We love reading all of the superhero-ish submissions. If we get enough, we’ll put them in a special section in the Fall issue (3.1). So do you have a comics fetish or a super-y tale? (Any kind of superheroine or -hero up to and including metaphorical.) Send us awesome stuff!
It’s still National Poetry Month. Is that even possible? Yes!
Here’s a poem about the real melting of the American pot: “Ghouls” by Charlotte Otten.
As always, get your print copy here, or slip us a cool $.99 for the PDF until the end of April.