Our story begins innocently enough with a whistling, meandering, Oswald. All of the poetry in the upper left are from perspectives other than Oswald’s, this was a point I was adamant about. I enjoyed writing as Oswald and getting my friends to write as if they were the charters, It really made the zine feel authentic and alive to me. I have yet to mention that I am he writer on all the poetry in the lower right of every scene accompanied by guest poets above.

In the first scene Adriana contributed a wonderfully vibrant poem with so much action and syntax, her poem is so fun. In the second scene I write along side Madeline, her poetry skills are sharp and her lines so thoughtful; I am to this day super impressed by her poem.