A goofy, handwritten short story about an occurrence, a happenstance, if you will, where a lowly earthworm struggling for life on the sidewalk gets drenched with a drunk punk’s malt liquor piss and then dusted with PCP a cop skimmed from a bust. For those who don’t know, this chemical combination makes harmless worms sprout eyes all over their bodies and grow into Godzilla-sized monsters. This one takes out Costa Mesa. On the envelope this came in, I got a collage and a bit of creative writing on love, showing talent for a little more than genre fiction. Sean is a prisoner, so support him and get his zine. It’s listed as free, but send a letter, some stamps, or your own zine to this imaginative, creative soul. –Craven Rock (Mr. Sean Dunne, AN4246 4-130, PO Box 901, Avenal, CA 93204)