Sometimes, when it comes to literary journals, everything good just leaks out of me. Looking at the dark road that has caused Pindeldyboz, a publication with a long history of posting the post-modern, to run out of gas and cease print publication, perhaps it was a fairy tale to expect Pindeldyboz to continue publishing in print forever. The interruptions here of may leave terrible cavities, but I suppose this means that one really long seven-day day comes to an end. Maybe we become that with which we interconnect. Or it’s really a matter of underestimating the amount of syrup flavors at IHOP.
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