Is it safe to say that small press writers have the upper hand on encouraging critical thought?
Because I have no idea what the hell anyone’s talking about anymore. Smile big and write something nasty for your fifteen minutes of shame. C’mon! Give us a toothy grin and slam someone. Pick your preference: women, Jews, blacks, fags. You can do it! It’s the oldest trick in the closet! No wait, that’s your mother (see how easy it is?). We expect more from small press writers. Nobody expects their favorite writers to be star-struck conformists that spew right-wing-psycho-babble. But it happens. A reader reads and a writer writes. A reader looks at a writer. A writer watches himself being looked at. He gets off on it. He turns himself into a spectacle. Take for instance, small press writer Jim ‘Jazzbo’ Chandler. For those of you who are familiar with Jim Chandler, you know he’s an excellent writer. He’s very devoted to his craft and he’s been the editor of the zine Thunder Sandwich for 20+ years. Chandler’s poems have appeared in numerous literary magazines and anthologies, including th
