The day we dropped off stacks of Volume 1, Number 1, in the girls’ bathrooms, I walked into my third period French class to find the face of the person who sat behind me obscured by the zine, and I could barely breathe. Somehow, though, we didn’t get pulled out of class. Nor did the administration issue any proclamations indicating that they were aware of our publishing venture. (Later, someone would tell us that the principal had confiscated a handful, and declared this type of publication “highly prohibited.” Probably because the first issue included a diagram by Seattle Needle Exchange on how to clean your needles. I’m not sure why we decided to include that because we could barely get through a cigarette‚ but it seemed like a good idea at the time.)

Maria Gargiulo, Finite + Flammable

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