Resistance is futile.

Ah, October. The month where every beverage and dessert tastes like jack o’ lantern farts.

We’ll be foisting our fifty-ninth issue onto your eyeballs and into your brains (mmm . . . braaaiiiiins) shortly, but in the meantime, if you haven’t had a chance to check out the radical flash and dope poems in our September issue, you totally should.

And if you’re more in the mood for a novel, we highly recommend the spooky, swampy Hagridden, by our own Samuel Snoek-Brown.