from Fucking in Barney, Number 4, 1984



If it weren’t for Stephen Spera, I doubt I’d have gotten into Barney. I was very lax, and still am, about getting myself into things. Stephen, on the other hand, was always looking for and aware of opportunities. Here my words and Stephen’s images mesh and meet. What an honor and a pleasure it is to be among these young writers, many who are still writing and working today. Thank you, Stephen.















































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