The Moon Zine #08 - Green (April 2016)

Issue

#08

/ Green

April

2016

Dear Readers, Moon Lovers. and Tree Huggers, Welcome to the 8th issue: GREEN. Didn’t think we could do it, right? Print a GREEN zine in black and white; well, here it is! If you want to see the submissions in color, check us out on issuu where we keep everything for your online viewing pleasure.

So, this is about as broad as themes come. Green could be pretty much anything! A partial list of content we brainstormed (and hoped for) at our last meeting included: Earth Day; drugs; taxes, or money at large; spring; Ireland; and the color green, plain and simple. Thanks to our great contributors, we got all that and more!

(Expect for art about taxes.)

For future themes, submission deadlines, and anything else, be sure to check in with us online. (See last page.)

Like our previous issues, the numbered pages are original submitted content. Other pages are altered by yours truly and unique to each edition of the issue. Thank you for taking a chance and picking up our zine. Hold on to it, or pass it on to the most photosynthesized zinester you know, as The Moon Zine is one of kind. At the very least, don’t throw the damn thing away; it’s the Green issue for goodness sakes.

*PEACE SIGN WITH FINGERS*, The Moon

the moon zine staff bios:

Julie Davis - I tried for about 8 months to illegally watch Swimfan online. I was finally successful; well maybe successful is not the right word.

Allison Sissom - “Soothing every raging wave that comes” Wes Harbison - Recently visited a man-made cyrstal cave in a graveyeard.

Josh Saboorizadeh - If you’re going to reach for a star, reach for the lowest one you can!

Lauren Kellett - it really isn’t fucking easy being green

staff picks: fav. green thing

Julie - in first grade when everybody celebrates Dr. Suess’s birthday with green eggs and ham Allison - Moss Wes - my soft towel Josh - ping pong table Lauren - pickles and my boots

Paper or Plastic?

By Rowen Conry

Paper is the crisp crease and the rough thick.

Plastic, crinkle-wave and the smooth flow.

Paper is warm with the new summer air.

Plastic, the teething winter, and groceries in the snow.

As paper's sun rustles further bright Brisk winds whistle over plastic's night.

A slow note rips into paper's hide, And plastic: a symphony during the ride. ***

Back to paper, the old paper, even the new paper is the old paper, the smile paper, the book paper, shut the trunk before you get in paper, giggle paper, warm breath paper, flip-fling the hair out of laughing eyes paper, blue vein paper over pale hands paper, soft air paper round the summer world paper, and paper again, paper onward, paper all the way through with bottles of Blue Moon clinking in one and the rustle of a bread bag in the other... *** Yes, paper is the old, red-warm brick; The talk of a fire, bare branches revealed.

A tap on my knee and she flutters away; “Potatoes,” she says, “still need to be peeled.”

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As paper turns an autumn leaf, Plastic spills into springtime grief.

Pale sun leaves cold the paper rooms As a flap-crackle, white-clear flower blooms. ***

Once, on a night last April, I got very drunk. And I woke up next sunset with a fuzzy picture, memory of an unknown...dizzy grin, and red lips, and staring eyes. I took my keys and drove the car slow, and inside Casey's General Store I floundered, wild, searching, hoping I might turn the aisle corner and stumble upon some way out, some sort of impossible miracle that could erase what I'd done. Instead I spent $3.76 on a pack of gum and a chocolate milk, and the wrinkle-crinkle sound of the plastic bag drove its nails deeper and deeper into my hangover the whole way home... *** Yes, plastic is a midnight rain, awake And suddenly, with the thunder's roar...

A flash of her cool, tanned hand sliding over my knee And to myself: “Please, don't remember any more.�

So paper pain and plastic fear Two circles to complete the year In parallel, they never touch

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I Finally Did It

By Maddie Smith Bloated, green blades of grass and fragrant, soggy blossoms are dripping with cold rain.

Conifers welcome their friends from the lonely, slow sleep.

It’s not good, and I don’t know what I’m doing, But I did it like I said I would.

And all it took was the end of a weird and beautiful winter.

Good Luck in a Pinch

by Maddie Smith *****************

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octiot

by Thomas Park ************

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Bad Habits

by Julie Davis ***********

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Munch

by Jacque Davis ************

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Monarch

By PJ Carmichael

It flies away in the wind before I have the chance to.

Ninety-one degrees Fahrenheit: the wings spread elegantly against New England’s summer heat.

Precise, graceful and wild, the flight through the gardens is always a success, a patient palate of verdant greenery.

The vision is a peaceful precursor of travels to come. It flies away in the wind before I have the chance to.

The sun’s kiss belongs to the tiny monarch, the majesty of nature, the blessed butterfly.

by H. Cook *********

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Blue-Eyed, Green-Footed World

By Allison K. Sissom

I was blue-eyed and riding around collecting rot, blonde-haired and worried, big-hearted with green knees.

His beard roughs up my cheek.

I wonder if he’ll remember the moonlight, the limestone arches, the lavender and prickly grass.

Roots and Ruins

by Sara Redel *************

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Jaded / By Julie Davis

When I was little, that Aerosmith song came out-“Jaded.”

As a kid, I had no idea what jaded meant.

The point, right?

I knew what jade was.

I knew that Japanese Beetles were the color of jade.

I watched them eat my parents’ tomato plants every summer.

When I saw your little nephew dancing and gazing at the pie-filled sky I thought about those summer days, of lacey, dying leaves.

Do Japanese Beetles start out green?

He was so green--your nephew.

He was perfect.

He had tennis shoes on.

Your nephew made me think of mine.

He is the age now that I was when he was born.

That in-between, green and jaded age.

You know, I bought jade in China Town.

I heard you’re supposed to lick it.

I licked it.

Maybe I am still a little green.

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The Moon Zine presents: a Retro Review

Strangers with Candy

By Josh Saboorizadeh, 4/20/2000

She’s Jerri Blank, and she’s a 46-year-old high school freshman.

During the 32 years she spent as a teenage run away, she was a user, a boozer, and a loser. Picking up her life exactly where she left off. This time when she makes the wrong choices, she’s doing them for all the right reasons.

After gym a girl from school offered her some skunkweed and before Jerri knew it she was a pothead once again. It was hilarious to watch her life spiral out of control. She derailed the toddler train at the zoo! I sure love to watch those youngsters spill.

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It was finals week at Flatpoint High and Jerri was late for the history exam.

Thirty minutes into the test Jerri showed up high with a samurai sword.

She was swinging it around with a manic laughter and almost killed her best friend Orlando. Principal Blackman heard our screams and brought his horse tranquilizers. He shot Jerri five or six times because she just wouldn’t go down.

Once unconscious, the police dragged her by the hair and locked her up again.*

Watch Strangers With Candy.

*artistic liberties have been made

by Emma Ensley *************

by Will Harbison **************

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the moon zine presents:

A Recycled List of Stuff You Might Not Know abou t Recycling

by julie davis

Here is a list of information I’ve gathered over time about recycling.

* Most plastics aren’t recyclable; they’re downcyclable--which means they are combined with other materials to make new, different things. Whereas, things like glass and aluminum can be recycled into glass and aluminum. * Plastic grocery sacks do fuck up automated recycling plants, but they are recyclable at some places, which is why cool grocery stores have a place for you to return them. The plastic sacks can be turned into trash can liners, shipping envelopes, and a few other things.

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* With that said, don’t put your damn recyclables in a plastic bag.

* Plastic bottle caps are recyclable! * And you should keep the bottle cap on! (Even though the cap is probably #5 and the bottle is probably #1, there is new technology/equipment/ procedures for recycling both pieces.) Also, crush the bottle before putting the lid back on so the caps don’t shoot off due to pressure from the high heat used to recycle the plastic. * Check with your local recycling center on exactly what they will accept and how they want you to go about recycling it! * Even though recycling technology is getting better, styrofoam is still hard to recycle due to its porous nature and fantastic ability to absorb dirt, food, etc. * Styrofoam that ends up in landfills takes 500 years to break down. COOL. * Stop fucking using styrofoam. * You should recycle paper, BUT * if it’s been shredded, the grade (worth) of the paper goes down. So, instead of getting turned into copy paper, it will get turned into phone books or magazines. * if it’s confetti, try composting it! * if it’s greasy (pizza boxes) or soiled (facial tissue), try composting it! * Have weird shit to recycle like batteries, carpeting, holiday lights, cell phones, etc (and metal and styrofoam, too!)? Check this website out if you live in the STL area: http:// stlouisgreen.com/where-to-recycle. * Aluminum cans are the most recycled item and with good reason!

It takes as little as 60 days for a recycled aluminum can to be back on the shelf of a grocery store. sources:

smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/recycling-you-may-be-doing-it-wrong-180951192/ greenactioncentre.ca/living-green-living-well/myth-you-cant-compost-paper/ recycling-revolution.com/recycling-facts.html

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kebabin’ by ktkick10 (submitted with permission, by iweartrash) *******************************

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by Jacque Davis ************

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Credits front cover: Image taken from page 28 of ‘The Poetical Works of Erasmus Darwin ... Containing the Botanic Garden ... and the Temple of Nature. With philosophical notes and plates’, The British Library pages 29-30: Recycling Doodles (Various), Wes Harbison

back cover: Image taken from page 29 of ‘The Poetical Works of Erasmus Darwin ... Containing the Botanic Garden ... and the Temple of Nature. With philosophical notes and plates’, The British Library

Thanks eternally to: Everyone who has helped us collage The Moon Zine special thanks to: Maddie Smith for Issue #07 printing assistance

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