From the Editor's Skull: Treasurer's addendum re New Orleans

Treasurer's Addendum:

New Orleans. We chose this city, and the restaurant in particular, because we believe this is the wellspring of jazz and by extension Twentieth-Century—late Twentieth Century—literature. The French Quarter is almost the anti-Manhattan in its lack of pretense of sophistication. This is not an island, this is the mouth of a dirty river vomiting up Mississippi silt. A party town. Upon a sturdy cement foundation of working class Americans a gaudy balsawood mansion of tourism is erected and destroyed each week. Jackson Square—"the nicest public space in America"—is surrounded by a ring of ad-hoc bluesicians, silver spray-painted men pantomiming robots for change, jaded and cynical palm readers, and deadbeats. Tourists outnumber the citizens two to one every month.

And so I proposed Spineless Books' next major literary undertaking: Invisible New Orleans. Spineless Books representatives would spread throughout the French Quarter and surrounding neighborhoods and give to panhandlers and street performers and merchants dollar bills stapled to notes reading:

"INVISIBLE NEW ORLEANS. Accept this bill as a commission and advance against future royalties and compose a poem to appear in the collection Invisible New Orleans. Mail it to Spineless Books."

Where can we get funding for this project? Say travel expenses and $100. ...In ones?