The compilation of our first two zines spanning 2013 was called the 2013 Archive. We printed 100 official copies with NEON covers and sold it all over east coast zine fests, readings, and from our shop section. You can read bits and pieces from it here on the site under tag zine #3. Now you can download it. We offer two formats: one for printing and folding yourself, and one for reading on a screen.
1) Our pilot episode from March 2013.
+ Hello Hello by Shane Jenkins
+ SCIFI || POLITICS essays from the Metropolarity crew [also here]
+ The PTSD by R.Phillips
+ Redundancies by Warren Longmire
+ Culling the Herd by C. Renee Stephens
+ Cyborg Apocalypse by Maggie Eighteen [also here]
+ Resource Spotlight
+ Crew Love
Designed & laid out by Ras Mashramani
2) The weapons of perception (media literacy jawn from our free brochure) [also here]
3) Our season premier episode from July 2013.
+ Yolanda by Suzy Subways [also here]
+ The Adhesion of the Eyelids by Patrokolos
+ Gentry by Maggie Eighteen [also here]
+ A 21st Century Mind Revolution by Melissa Moore
+ Creating New Space-Times by R. Phillips
+ two-page comic spread by Pyroglyphics/Shawn Alleyne
+ Resource Spotlight
+ Excerpt from the Great Collapse and Our New Community by John Morrison [here in full]
+ DIY Wormhole by Daniel Richter
+ Crew Love
Cover design collab by KellyAnne Mifflin & Chaska Sofia. The rest designed & laid out by Ras Mashramani
4) Our 2013 media dump/selections/reading list [also here with links]
5) Bonus story from Alex Smith [also here]
If you want to distro the 2013 archive, send us a message first at metroplarity @ gmail.
This post’s photo is of Eighteen and Rasheedah having a great time during their hour long sci-fi spot on Really Rad Radio, which ran for the duration of the 2014 Allied Media Conference in Detroit. Thanks MMGZ and everyone else.
They said Yolanda was an arsonist. I don’t know — I guess they tried her as an adult. We never saw her again. But I remember seeing her face bent toward the sandy earth that day, and I don’t think she was sadistic. Just curious. And Connor was the only kid who had talked to her all week, probably. I heard her say she’d never used a magnifying glass before. Tons of ants were crawling over the pipe by the west side of the school, swarming together onto the dirt like an oil stain. She set them on fire, yeah, but I’m not even sure she wanted to. She probably would rather have used the magnifying glass to stare at a hunk of igneous rock or something, and she would have been able to tell how old each once-molten layer was.
Yolanda stuck out because she was the only black girl in our middle school. She was a high-performing student, and I guess her parents could pay. Most of the black kids in Philly can’t go to school anymore. Some people say black kids come from a culture of poverty, so they’re not ambitious and can’t get out of their neighborhoods anyway. People who say that kind of shit think good students like Yolanda are different from other black kids. I wouldn’t really know, but I remember when I said “Hi” to her on the first day she came in. It was January. I was like, “I know you’re new here, because I would’ve noticed you before.” And she winced just like my little brother does when my mom calls him “Fatso.”
Her family probably lives on a block of row-homes and eats at Petri Burger like we do—everyone in Philly craves their sterile in-vitro meat. And Yolanda’s dad might even get them all together to watch the drone strikes if they have a large-screen wall. My dad bets on drones. That’s how he pays for my school.
Since SEPTA banned teenagers, nobody at school can take the bus anymore. The bell rings, and a row of nannies in cars stalls the traffic outside. A few of us stick around for a while, in an in-between kind of world where rules still exist, but we can’t see them.
Convex lenses focus light to magnify solar energy. I knew this, but it’s different to see it in action. So when I saw Connor and Yolanda crouched down under the library window in the afternoon heat, I crept closer and craned my neck. There wasn’t even a spark or smoke, but the ants shriveled up under the fierce light, dead, one by one. Then Yolanda grabbed a piece of paper from her backpack and set that on the ground. Honestly, it looked a lot like when that laser took down a drone over a beach in Mexico last week. That was cool. You don’t see that kind of beam — it’s not like other lasers where you see a sharp purple line in the air. When Yolanda held the magnifying glass over it, a nickel-sized spot on the paper just suddenly caught fire.
And then, I can’t believe what happened next, but it was a real drone. The non-lethal kind that hovers overhead in case the metal detectors fail and some crazy kid tries a mass shooting. But Yolanda… The cops carried her away unconscious on a stretcher, barking at Connor to shut the hell up when he screamed, “Why’d you cuff her?”
is a writer/activist who loves Philly the way a three-eyed fish loves its lake. She edits Prison Health News, coordinates an oral history project about the Student Liberation Action Movement (SLAM), and temps as a copyeditor. Send a message to Mizsubways(@)gmail(.)com for her fiction zines.
Image on this post by the formidable @RecTheDirector
Our most precious recurring event, Laser Life, occurred this past Friday, JAN 31 204. We livestreamed the event from our local anarchist community meeting space via Google Hangouts (¬_¬) and the result is below for your viewing pleaaasure.
OPENING W/ALEX SMITH: 3:08
MAGGIE EIGHTEEN: 4:58
RAS MASHRAMANI: 22:45
SHANE JENKINS: 44:44
MARISSA JOHNSON-VALENZUELA 52:40
ALEX ASKS US TO CONTEMPLATE “WHY SCI-FI” & ITS OVERTHROW?: 1:05:00
SUZY SUBWAYS: 1:06:07
ALEX SMITH: 1:34:15
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME THRU & COMES AFTER/BEFORE/NOW
IF YOU WANT TO READ YOUR QUEER INSURRECTIONIST SCI-FI AT THE UPCOMING APRIL LASER LIFE, CONTACT ALEX SMITH AT THEYAREBIRDS(@)GMAIL(.)COM
Queer Sci-Fi Reading Series
From the files Baron Harkonen Solo-Margiela, District 98234.
For 100 years, LASER LIFE has provided the denizens of the hollowed out, Siberian dystopic husk formerly known as West Philly, with the one and secret voice. Fashioning antennaes from bones of dead CEOs and the rotting the planks of the Comcast building onto abandoned warehouses and hipster enclaves, it’s ever revolving cast of miscreants and saboteurs have been broadcasting the last zombie drenched signal of hope out into the universe. They are all just the strange fags and three-eyed queers caught stealing fruit and guns at the intergalactic bazaar, stowing away on the Millennium Falcon, and photo-bombing the white washed sardonic landscapes of even the most triumphant Capt. Kirks in victory pose. We’ve found them. This is their Santeria, this is their church.
known, dangerous throughout the galaxy:
Marissa Johnson-Valenzuela— the weaver
the curator for the still untitled literary salon, Johnson-Valenzuela has created stark, unflinching habitats where we all clatter and bang, brushing our empty tin cans against the rusting steel bars of life.
*powers and abilities: Dream weaving, mind control
Suzy Subways— the spark
west philly’s own urban cosmic enchantress, Subways weaves the cityscape– all burnt out husk and Orwellian encroachment– into shifting beautiful literary orbs
*powers and abilities: tactical firearms, laser cannon, silent weapons
and the Metropolarity crew…
Shane Jenkins— the anthropomorph
powers and abilities: Shape Shifting, Startocasting, astral projection
R.Phillips— the time traveler
powers and abilities: teleportation, quantum digitization, spell casting
Ras Mashramani — alien goddess
powers and abilities: flight, anti-gravition manipulation, light speed
Maggie Eighteen— the cyborg
powers and abilities: empathy, cybernetic link, machine/A.I. manipulation
Alex Smith— the vigilante
powers and abilities: ghosting, shadowtalking, boyfriend stealing