This zine was another one in which I picked up from a record store in Columbus, and while this issue makes a little more sense than Stranger, it is by no means a coherent read. Mainly a lot of blurry images and sloppily drawn comics, this zine tries to construct a story, I’m guessing. I would even go as far to say that the editor of this magazine may actually be the same as the one from Stranger, because this one makes absolutely no fucking sense. I mean, most true comic zines that I’ve read actually make some sense, even if they are twisted to the extreme, but as for Forearm, this has nothing at all that people can link onto and feel like they understand. This is another issue that I will gladly send people, as there is absolutely no way to contact the editor of this zine printed in this issue. Perhaps the editor of this magazine is too ashamed?