Note from the editor

No, no. I really mean it. Turn around, get back to what you were doing, and leave this publication. There’s nothing here except a pubertal teen who writes. Leave it until this publication destroys your naivety. And the last bit of hope that you can still do it – that you’re special, that you’ll get everything you wanted as a kid. Forget it like the dreams that keep getting further the harder you work. Let it rot. Leave your one clap per story on the way out. The truth is rarely needed. Keep your dreams alive, kiddos, and stay away. I warned you. We warned you.