Welcome to our 82th issue!
That’s right, eighty-tooth, ’cause this one’s got more chompers than a sharknado at a gator farm, so watch your fingies.
GJ Hart handles the horror. Hamdy Elgammal serves up the surreal. Zackary Sholem Berger meditates on the metropolitan. Timothy Day intimates the infinite. And Fiona McCallum artses the avian.
As August (from the Latin for “hot as a hellhound’s balls”) presses upon us like two Spandex hams on a bicycle seat, we are pleased to offer you a handful of refreshingly cool stories and poems in our eighty-oneth issue.
Share a glass of lemonade with the “hinky man“; observe “The Banana Festival” from a safe distance; tremble before “Tiny Gods“; and drop a curtsy on the “The Queen of the Moon.”
Read ’em quick before they melt. And don’t miss the lovely, nightmare-inducing cover art, Fire Breather.
‘Cause Issue Eighty is here, and it’s got so many arms to hug you with, my dear.
There’s a 1:1 map of the earth, a man in an arranged marriage who risks it all for what’s behind door number two, a snail bestie who keeps cigarettes and secrets safe, and a dream that changes but always stays the same. Plus a patchwork octopus.