"All my sins... 
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you 
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming" 

-- Counting Crows, 'Angels of the silences' 

Picture of a 'Virginia' barn, suggested by Cindy. 
 

By Silk. 

Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand what is in his hand. He walks along the open road of love and life. Surviving if he can. Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say. Chained to all the places he never wished to say. As he faced the sun he cast no shadow. As they took his soul they stole his pride - Oasis 

By Maria M. 
 

Suggested by Gail.

So put your arms around me. You let me believe that you were someone else. Cause only time can take you. So let me believe that I am someone else - Texas. 
 

Suggested by Susie. 

If it should please you for your own best reasons, To take and flog me with a rawhide whip, I might (who knows?) surprisingly accept This earnest of affection. - Robert Graves. 

Created in the zine by Mal. 
 

By Katy 

By Katy 
 Note: for the zine the titles from Katy's were cut, but the fonts are glorious!

by Katy 

By Sue.