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Opium3: A Junkyard of Arresting Delight
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Adrian gives an overview of the book:

Opium recently had a sit-down with a book agent. Wetried, unsuccessfully, to spark unpretentious chatter about thestate of modern literature. The agent politely listened as weprattled on about podcasts, literary death matches, and estimatedreading times in our willfully ADD nation. When we finallypaused for air, the agent leaned over her chocolate mint espressoand looked at us hard. “Your literary magazine world is one bigcircle jerk,” she said. What you’re holding is Opium’s answer to the coffee-shopagent’s keyed-up “analysis.” In .print3, we’ve taken a blunt axe toliterary molds and respectfully hacked away. Turn the page andbrace yourself for babies stuck to ceiling paint, an insomniacman with menstrual cramps, and cupboards stocked with voodoojam. Sink your fingers into liquid Christmas; blush in horror atrude commercial breaks brought to you by vengeful...
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Opium recently had a sit-down with a book agent. We
tried, unsuccessfully, to spark unpretentious chatter about the
state of modern literature. The agent politely listened as we
prattled on about podcasts, literary death matches, and estimated
reading times in our willfully ADD nation. When we finally
paused for air, the agent leaned over her chocolate mint espresso
and looked at us hard. “Your literary magazine world is one big
circle jerk,” she said.

What you’re holding is Opium’s answer to the coffee-shop
agent’s keyed-up “analysis.” In .print3, we’ve taken a blunt axe to
literary molds and respectfully hacked away. Turn the page and
brace yourself for babies stuck to ceiling paint, an insomniac
man with menstrual cramps, and cupboards stocked with voodoo
jam. Sink your fingers into liquid Christmas; blush in horror at
rude commercial breaks brought to you by vengeful typewriters
and cannibalizing writers. The ride may be face-stinging, even
heart-sputtering, but it’s one you’ll want to take.

If you’d prefer a visual explanation of this glorious,
genre-exploding junkyard, kindly return to the cover, where
designer Dave Barringer cuts a berserk collage out of Vik Muniz’s
finest images. We’re monstrous fans of the iconic Brazilian artist,
which is why we’ve stolen Vik’s philosophy as well as his work:
don’t get bitter, get competitive. It’s high time to we stepped it up
and offered our fans a more spectacular form of entertainment
than the one billion attention-snatching media alternatives
out there—and our igniting force is humor. Call it creative destruction,
call it New Entertainment, but we promise that, with
.print3, we’ve only scratched the surface.

Elizabeth Koch (Executive Editor) &
Todd Zuniga (Founding Editor)

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Tree
Story by Kim Chinquee
Estimated Reading Time: 0:24

Our lawn was blanketed with pecans.
When I was really hungry, I would go
out to the yard, pick one up and crack
it. They were like balloons, explosive.
The insides were like sticky soup. I
would eat them with my fi ngers, put
extras in the folds of my kimono. I
would make several trips, turning on
the oven. It would warm me. I would
wait. I would make delightments. The
house would smell like treats. I would
take them to the bedroom, where I
would feed my dying husband.

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About Adrian

Adrian Todd Zuniga is the founding editor of Opium Magazine and a co-founder of the Literary Death Match reading series. A Pushcart Prize nominee, his fiction has appeared most recently in Canteen, and online...

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