Welcome to The Budget Press Review #4!

“Own only what you can carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag."

-A. Solzhenitsyn

The cool thing about publishing your own zine is that you can do whatever you want with it. You can put in whoever or whatever you feel like. The Budget Press Review #4 is a perfect example. Try to find some rhyme or reason in this. It’s a meaningless hodgepodge of incongruous events. Just like my life.

So open up this review with eyes wide open and legs closed tight, ‘cuz I’m gonna pack your lunch.

johnnie b. baker

Cover Art by Kioke Fin

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Poetry!

The Masters


“We don’t want bad poetry”
“We don’t want something that’s trite”
“We only look for quality work here”
“Please don’t send third rate verse”;
as if anyone thinks that their writing is
trite, lacking in quality, third rate and bad.
“Maybe you are the next Rambaud but remember
most of our writers are well into their fifties.”
The Masters will continue to delude themselves
into thinking that they are experts at all of this;
as if they are the final word on the literary tradition.
And to those who lack a bit of self-confidence;
such as Kafka did all those years he was writing,
will let their souls sit in the drawer, collect dust;
maybe even order a friend to burn their manuscripts after their deaths.
The masters have it all under control, so don’t you worry.
It’s no wonder that poesy passes for passion;
milk passes for blood.
The sparrow is mistaken for the lion.
Whispers are mistaken for screams.

John Gallo
My little gas-chamber


Oh dear
sweet
little
Jesus,
just
give me
a sweet
little
gas-chamber
to put
in it,
just for fun,
all those
Swiss officials
and other
well-to-do
people
who handed
weird
people
over
to those
who
ran
those real
big
gas-chambers.

Harry R. Wilkens


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