We are a collective of writers, artists, occultists, surrealists, and weirdos. We are weird, and we like the weird.
We want to transform the literary landscape. We want to fill the shelves and hills with living, moving cities and wild gardens inhabited by all manner of breathing, wriggling things. We want to make a home for you there, too. You who are working so diligently to bring the bright thing, the bloody thing, the world-breaking thing up out of the dark earth.
We pledge to our authors to do everything in our power to properly circulate their books. If we accept your strange seed, we will do our very best to help it grow into the lovely monster that it is.
We invite you to join our little circus. Sit down, stay awhile beneath our black-striped big top. Our glove has infinite fingers, infinite places for disembodied fingers to find their fit.
