I hate perzines. Even the word perzine makes me gag. I hate wannabe literary types trying to un-boring the stories of their lives by squirting in some high school freshman-level poetry. I understand the value of trying to find meaning in your shitty life, but if it’s boring, keep it to yourself, okay? I’m glad Kaitlin didn’t keep this story to herself, though. In relatively unvarnished language she effortlessly describes a convergence of life-changing events and how she makes her way through them. She gracefully lets readers get to know her, developing herself as a character like a good fiction writer would, through actions rather than “me-me-me” descriptions. So I guess I’m saying that I don’t hate perzines. I just hate that so few perzine writers can write perzines like this. –MP Johnson (Kaitlin Young, PO Box 1241, Minden, NV 89423)