My name is Kellie. I live for pizza, whiskey, zines, and the weekends. I write poetry and mediocre short fiction. I'm trying to keep my zine alive, but the scene in the dirty south Texas is dead. Shoot me a message if you're willing to take a copy of my shitty zine and/or pay $1 for the zine I'm actually proud to say I wrote. Cheers and take it sleazy!