I’ve got this thing on my arm I don’t know what it is. It could be just a skin tag but it could also be some kind of leftover from doing clinical trials between the ages of 28 and 17. Most people would be disappointed, but I’m actually quite pleased that whatever it is is still growing. Enlargement adds an excitement to life. And next week I have a hot date with a leaf blower enthusiast. 

Unwanted wans et. al., Land Ark Lit Mag is expanding! New contributors are sending us their dark thoughts, and we’ve struck a deal with a Massachusetts vacation town newspaper, which should bring gossip between July 4th and Labor Day. Can you imagine growing up in a town that disappears? Having ascended in Visible City myself, I cannot. But I think I would’ve loved that feeling of being forgotten. So many people that work here want only to be seen. Wouldn’t it be nice to be famous for never being famous? Think on that while I go out for a bag of mixed nuts. 

Here’s #8, literacy boners! A short lived travelogue, arson and defacement from an upstanding citizen, some kind of bizarre dairy future, breaking up when you were never allowed to be in love, how to be emotionally present in the split second present, and a treatise on Body Mass Index. Let out your laps and open your tops, it’s time to read screen!

– Ed.