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ISSUE 25 · FREAKY FREEZE Dear readers, When the first snows fall we retreat inward, coming face to face with our inner freak. It's frightening, and a little lonely at first; but from that synaptic funhouse, poesy and prose burst and bloom. LPZ #25 is a Tecate topped with Tapatio, a prairie locomotive, a Paris metro lying between your lips. She will loose your mind, vomit you conscious and shadow you through woods. Most of all, we hope she will set you aglow for the season and inspire a deep trek into your own imagination. With many thanks to publisher Michael Neff, we say tally ho! With love, Melissa Broder chief editor D.W. Lichtenberg managing editor October 14, 2010 CONTENTS NIN ANDREWS danger hanging over my darling........................................................1, 2, 3 ELAINE KAHN why do you plague me about souls...............................................4, 5, 6, 7 LAUREN IRELAND the scar on my forehead forbids that....................................................8, 9 AUSTIN LAGRONE I felt a mighty power fly along my arm........................................10, 11, 12 MATTHEW BYRNE the hypnotic stage was even longer in coming.................................13, 14 BEN MIROV language that was of bloom and blood laughed.............................. 15, 16 MIRANDA FIELD horrid screeching as the stake drove home................................17, 18, 19 JONATHAN LEVITT the scudding clouds crossing and passing.................................20, 21, 22 RUSSELL JAFFE the wild yell seemed to come from his room..........................................23 KRYSTAL LANGUELL kiss her dead lips if you will....................................................................24 J.A. TYLER the feet you love must walk in paths of flame...................................25, 26 MARK YAKICH laid over the clamps of those doors garlic..................................27, 28, 29 MICHAEL SCHIAVO feel this nocturnal existence tell on me.............................................30, 31 EMILY PETTIT she grew paler as she asked faintly.......................................................32 KARIN GOTTSHALL whilst the old fox is tied in his box..........................................................33 JARED WHITE almost whiter than the lawn....................................................................34 SASHA FLETCHER the coffin was empty...............................................................................35 DAWN LONSINGER the sun rise up, and up, and up..............................................................36 EDITORS MELISSA BRODER to them I say 'pouf' D.W. LICHTENBERG safe from the vampire in that holy circle |