However, Personal Injury is still a distinctly New York School magazine, featuring a similar circle of writers with Mag City, including Eileen Myles and Bob Rosenthal in this first issue. A range of works are included as well, including an excerpt from the book “I Dreamt I Was a Nymphomaniac! Imagining:” by Kathy Acker, an interview of Michael Sappol by Peter Inman, and even a letter to the editor from his own mother. These writings are steeped in the mundane, with none demonstrating better than the letter by Sappol's mother, who writes about the going-ons of their family friends and their concern for Grandma's illness. It truly is an ordinary letter, but its inclusion in the magazine pushes the boundaries for what is considered “art”. This resistance to traditional form and degree of abstraction, created from our unfamiliarity with the “familiar” family friends, is characteristic of the New York School- and similarly found in poems in the rest of the magazine.  One such (unnamed) poem by Lynne Dreyer (pg. 29-32) mixes both stanzas of poetry and paragraphs of prose, with sentences and phrases split between different sections, to create a distinct rhythm and meter, held together almost exclusively through association. The first stanza, for instance, reads like a bubble chart that lists out the words "Laboratory", "Medicine", "white sheets", and "hospital" all in rapid succession. Similarly, in a later section of prose, Dreyer relates strange rock formations to Native religions and markings. The repetition of certain phrases also tie certain lines together sonically, such as when Dreyer writes "I give up one. I give up. I give up images. I give.", although it is lacking in semantic meaning. The poem seems very self-aware of this, at one point asking "Are you talking now or making sounds?"