phr (12/03/82)
"let's start a magazine to hell with literature we want something redblooded lousy with pure reeking with stark and fearlessly obscene but really clean get what I mean let's not spoil it let's make it serious something authentic and delirious you know something genuine like a mark in a toilet graced with guts and gutted with grace" squeeze your nuts and open your face --e. e. cummings [As I finish typing this in I have a vague recollection of someone having posted it already. Oh well.]