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CALL RESPONSE 1 11 “The Pankration Abecedarium: “Santan?” from Tony Sobota A Dirt Sheet Elegy in 13 Parts”, by Joe Nolan ADSANITY 2 “Free Agent Indie Deal” dealt by Sticker Gitters “Dick Pills” by Diamond Nightmare “Re: Obituary, No People” Dystopian Refugee “Dear #Metoo” Anonymous 3 12 PHANTITHESIS “Open Letter” from Dad 4 #00 by Queen Genius “Last Words 2” by Lindsy Davis “His teeth got feelings hurt kind of easily” Margaret Jane Joffrion “Face Turns Heel” 5 Grant Gasser provides a Drawing/Collage a look-back from Mr. Christmas 13-14 “Build Your Own Sandbox: Copra & The Death VIM & VIG 6 Of The Superhero Comic” Josh Lambert “Prostitution In Nashville” by Jon Sewell “Birdcloud & Kid Rickets vs. the Forbidding PAINTING WITH THE EYES CUT OUT 7 15-16 #00 by Painting With The Eyes Cut Out Mangelina Brolie” (Spread 2/8) Doug Leonard “River of Deceit” flowing from Frank Hand 8 17-18 WORDS #00 -- The Turn curated + by @pujoldotcom “FREEBIRD RULE” Banana Hammock Abort by @gladfact “Crud’s Corner” Crud Phlegming Ring Psychology by @chris_crofton Rushed Finish by @alleyproperty SEXY CENTERFOLD 9-10 “Mister Christmas vs. His Demons” Cut-out Ornaments by Doug Leonard S O D I U M C H L O R I D E : Co(n)-Founders: Alex Lockwood, Daniel Pujol, Jon Sewell Design & Layout: Alexa Sullivant, Mary Louise Meadors Cover Art: Hal Hefner Editorial Board: Stephanie Koehler Advisory Board: Kevin Reilly, Josh Shearon Submit: [email protected] Website: saltweekly.com Contact: @saltweekly @thesaltweekly 1 2 Dear #Metoo, A public letter from a father to his daughter… Dear Chloe, But you did what you wanted—as you always have. You moved on real quick, too. I am a man. I am a feminist, and I fucked up. discovering his reflection”—I remember the caption Sweetheart, I’m calling you by a fake name to spare your There have been rumors for a while that I took too. It was so weird and shocking. I know I’m reputation, but you know who you are. I haven’t heard from The nation is divided, but I never thought this political shitscape you since October 6. would divide us. I’m entitled to my opinions, just like you are advantage of several women. Sadly, I can’t say for digressing. This is hard to write, and I want you to entitled to yours. I know what you’re saying (if you’re reading sure what I’ve done. This is largely because of know how this all hit me. That image kept popping I never told you this but that week when everything was going this): opinions aren’t the same as rights. But don’t rights grow on with Kavanaugh, I suddenly started crying at the bar one out of opinions? You once said rights are either given to us alcohol, but I’ve come to realize it’s also because I into my mind after that, and I couldn’t get it out of night. I said I had a cold, but George gave me a drink on the or we have to fight for them. Where does the drive to fight for have lived for so long unaware of myself—unaware my head. I learned in therapy this is called house and told me it was okay to cry. Actually he said it is okay rights come from in the first place? I know where my drive to be a man and to cry. Then he told me not to make a habit out comes from—earth-shattering loss and a respect for human how my behavior and justifications have truly perseveration. I know it’s generally a bad thing, but of it. There was another guy sitting at the bar and he asked me life. impacted the people around me. Now I feel I can’t I think this perseveration had a purpose. The last what was wrong. Since when do men do that? A stranger, let thing I remember about that day was tracing the alone a male stranger, has never asked me what was wrong. Honey, when I looked up what hippocampus meant, I also trust who I’ve been. My “journey” into the center of I wasn’t going to tell him but then I heard myself saying my learned it is very easy for that part of the brain to mix facts up. I this realization began first with vehement denial font of that caption in my mind and then suddenly daughter. feel for the Blasey woman, but I don’t think Kavanaugh was the seeing my knobby fingers gripping the steering one who did it. That man cried on television in front of millions. that I could ever have sexually harmed any For some reason I narrated the whole damn story for him. I If I felt embarrassed about crying at a bar, I can only imagine woman, let alone multiple women. I love women wheel and peeling out in a fishtail with this, uhh, I told him how you weren’t like the other little girls when you how hard that was for him. Truth is, I respect him for crying. and would never even idly stand by someone else feel it now, hard fucked up compulsion to drive into were a kid. How you wanted to be a general (not a soldier) when you grew up. I told him that, by the age of 12, you started And he has daughters, too. Those of us who have daughters— perpetrating harm against a woman. The very something. I remember just wanting to hit accusing me of not being a feminist on a monthly basis. How we know. Especially when our daughters are smart. You’re thought of it disgusts me and I remember when I something so hard that my insides would smash all I one time overreacted and said damn straight I’m not one of smart as hell but you’re also hardheaded. Please don’t let that those fucking bra burners. I admitted things to this man I never get in the way of family. All we have is one another. Maybe one first heard it I was filled with rage—caveman-like over the blanket of white snow. Sorry to be graphic. thought I’d tell anyone. I told him you killed my grand baby, you day you’ll have a baby you want to keep. And when you do, I’ll But that day changed my life. I’m mostly on the broke my heart, and never considered me when you made your be there to love him or her. rage where I swear my body took up more space choice. and my voice was foreign, even to me. Then I other side of all that, but I still feel that pain in my So this nice stranger at the bar told me he ran a small heard this “allegation” again, from a friend of the chest, and I want to tell you directly that after many The Haggins boy did wrong by you at first, but he offered to do newspaper and that if I felt like writing you an apology, he’d the right thing and marry you. I know you think that his dad just publish it. Since you aren’t talking to me anymore, I agreed to first person, and I thought you fucking miserable years of reflecting, I see you. I hear you…and I wanted our money, but you’re wrong. He’s a man of faith who give it a try. So here I am, writing a letter that God knows how bitches. I truly felt like I was being hunted, and it believe you, and I am sorry. I am now working understands family responsibility. If you were my son and the many people are going to read. You’ll probably never see this, tables were turned, I’d do the same thing. was totally unfair because I couldn’t defend myself. every day to be better. And that’s why I’m writing butI don’t know what else to do. Then there was nothing for a while, and I was this. I believed I was a feminist, but I had put in Always, zero work to try and understand the plight of certain they were just bitches. But then I lost my Dad job and fell into a deep depression like never women. I conflated intellectual growth with before. It was then that I lost all connection to emotional evolution; I thought my ideology alone made me a man who respected women. I now “I conflated intellectual growth understand this is a lifestyle change where I must with emotional evolution;” wake up every day and start anew. If my first feelings of my own and others. It was like living in a instinctual response was to take up more space, I bubble. There was no air. There were no mirrors. I am sorry I am here now taking up this space rather got several DUI’s and finally decided to dry up. This than allowing a woman to be here telling her story. is when the “haunting” began. I began to remember My only hope here is to inspire others to discover things people had claimed about me and started their own reflection and take a long good look, feeling really, really bad. It was strange because for every day. I do hope my words do not come off as the first time in a while I looked healthy, but my self-aggrandizing or self-deprecating.

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