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October 12, 2014 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

THIS ISSUE’S VERSE: Welcome to our latest issue, the existence of which we cannot apologize profusely enough for. With influences as diverse as Tod Browning and Francis Bacon, Mr. Parker Nash offers a regressive work, one which more than decisively counterpoints, as one might expect, the perspicacity and concupiscence of this extraordinary journal’s mise-en-scène, avec wings.  By studying sign processes, signification, and communication, Ms. Hannah Rodabaugh gifts us with a poem that allows one to view the world in context of a post-gender, socially mediated age and its arrival as one of the multitude of paradigms exemplifying global warming. Yet again, Ms. Rodabaugh questions the conditions of appearance of an image in the context of contemporary visual culture in which images, representations, and ideas normally function regarding sanguinity. Similarly, Mr. Hal Sirowitz‘s work illustrates a historic breakthrough technically and compositionally, as well as being loaded, much like a debauched university faculty meeting, with tragic and metaphysical portent. What begins as triumph soon becomes corroded into a cacophony of hopelessness and futility when Mr. Sirowitz returns with a powerful composition, which we defy you to comprehend. Cleverly apropos of our current culture’s near-constant state of self-indulgence, Mr. Harold Crick sheds light on a post-moral landscape that embodies the failed moral and ethical sophistication of a Bozo. Please do not sue us. Debuting here after submitting poems for more than fifty years, Mr. Daniel Galef sharply defines a stunning moment in literary tradition based strictly on a jaundiced cynicism, harkening back to George Clooney’s evaporated bachelorhood. And Mr. Jeff Coomer, whose work explores the relationship between misogyny and misogyny, displays new variations generated from both constructed and deconstructed effluvia.

IN PROSE: Meanwhile, Mr. Dan Morey writes with admirable clarity and concision on a subject of extreme complexity, understood only by advanced cultures not just undiscovered but as yet unborne. And, finally, Ms. Helen Farquarson‘s story attempts to assail the broadest and most metaphysically significant questions of human existence, allowing her work to become a mirror into which readers do not merely look, but become a part.