In the beginning was the word, and the word was beginning.

Then we opened our big, fat mouths and ruined everything.

Sanity not Guaranteed is a literary journal for the unhinged.  We want your tales of madness and woe.  We want the things you don’t talk about because talk wouldn’t do you any good.  We want them so we can paper the walls of our homes with your souls.  We want them so we can print them and chuck the copies out the windows of our cars at the heads of total strangers in need of ballistic enlightenment.  We want them so that she and you and he and I will all know that we are not alone.