Wednesday 8 January 2014

Hiroshima Yeah! # 105 (November 2013) (zine)



This is a 8.5 by 11 inches black and white, cut and paste, five pager zine. Let`s open things up with `grumpy poetry. These are all short, witty and wry poems. This time around me two favorite ones are:
Morning cup
My morning cup of coffee
Brings great joy.
It`s all downhill from there
And
Clippings
I cut my fingernails
Early one morning at work
And left the clippings
Lying at my feet.
It made me feel like
A dog marking it`s territory
Great poetry indeed. Let me get a coffee and we shall continue this. Then there`s our monthly installment of Gary Simmons `1.5 years behind bars` (or what happens doing hard times, I`m not talking about porn here, I mean being incarcerated). Great stuff, as usual. We have lots of music, concerts (Kris Kristofferson, Withered Hand, Grant Hall and Mark Eitzel) , and a book review. A book composed of Facebook updates. What`s next? An encyclopedia based on twitter status? The social and intellectual devolution of modern society always amazes me. Idicracy is at hand folks, indeed. We end things up with two short stories; `prison, drugs and maple syrup`(Node Pajomo) and `dog shit blues`(Mark Ritchie). I can relate to this one ` Ì have a clean dog with a dirty motherfucking owner` mentality. You know, the dog shits on your front porch but the owner`s too lazy to pick it up. Well buddy, if you like shit so much, might as well eat some. I read somewhere there`s a job opening for a dog shit vigilante  Contact address: 
Mark Ritchie
94 Main Street
Forth
Lanark
ML11 8AB
UK


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