Melt the Snow

Melt the Snow

These are the words in her head that flow out in run_on paragraphs taped beside pencil drawings drawn beside hand written apologies for the lameness of the drawings. But the words need no apologies even though she writes, “I don’t know how to be blunt but my ambiguity is not at all confusing. It’s just vague … and where once I wanted to change that, I’m starting to think that’s simply how I am, how I put down words.” Is that an apology? I don’t think so. I think I’d like to sit in my pyjamas on a rainy Sunday afternoon listening to Belle & Sebastian, reading Melt the Snow and that would be the closest I’d ever get to being Teri. (TD)

zine, #7, 18 pages, $1.50/trade, Teri Vlassopoulos, 17 Mountbatten Road, Weston ON M9P 1Z1

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