Another World is Possible

“Am I good enough? Will anyone read my stuff? Can we find each other, hear each other–can we make it?"

Yes.

The cover of a zine done in a collage style. The top shows a night sky while grinning ghouls crouch in shadows on the bottom. An open doorway glows yellow in the middle. The title is “Night Caravan” stenciled on yellow, & the author is Mutiny Crinshaw, cut from magazines letters

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The cover art to Fire Art And Style, Summer 2024, featuring a crying eye against a bright blue sky with the caption ENDLESS SUMMER.

shot of a zine interior, text in courier on the left, a tree in red and black on the right. the text is cut off somewhat but reads, in part, “The Wishing Tree by Natalie Ironside.” It references a small town in Mississippi in the Halloween season….

The cover of Fire Art and Style. The title is in magazine cut-out letters. The whole scan is black and very grainy. Below is a picture of a person in a high contrast style smoking a cigarette; their glass lenses have been replaced fire. Beneath is a chess board. The text boxes indicate the issue’s content and read “Be Your Own Boss” by seven sunflower, “Sip of Tea #2 by Ronathan,” and “Some notes n Civil War 2.0 by Mutiny Crinshaw”

two pages from inside fire. on the left, a comic by Ronathan where a harassed worker walks off the job, saying “if it sucks hit the bricks.” On the right hand page is a poem by Hannibal Lyckther entitled “terrorist” that reads “I sat back and watched as the word grew wings/ took flight/ a strange little bird that might land anywhere/ migration patterns matched the ebb and flow of political dramas–the necessity of us versus them/ the silence of bombs dropping on strangers/ half a world away// terrorist// they say there are terrorists in american streets/ an alliance clad in violence and black/ setting fire to the cities/ watching from the dark as the precinct burn/ and the cop cards smolder// terrorist// the strange bird returns to sight/ i watch with muted apprehension–exhausted, maybe resigned/ when it lands on my shoulder/ tiny claws prick thru my black shirt, dig into my white skin/ my camouflage destroyed/ burned away in tear gas and pepper spray, wooden batons/ flashbangs that altered the very rhythm of my heart/ gunshots, the bullets that miss me because they hit someone else.” The cutouts in the background are from ice cream, a label for Totino’s Pizza Party, and a signpost indicating distances to Phoenix, Austin, and St. Paul.

logo of a grinning cat’s head with “grinning kitten press” over the top, between the ears