Dear Reader,

Do you ever feel like Ctulhu, or even just one green tentacle? Sometimes we feel like a whole nest of feelers as a: manager-of-a-franchise-of-a-popular-fast-food-chain/assistant-event-manager/copy-editor/

studious-student/student. This makes sense, humans probably have an uncanny spiritual resemblance to Ctulhu. One of our editors (the cuttlefish-admirer) has a particular love for poems that call their inner Ctulhu out of hibernation. Imagine how Ctulhu felt, waving his neon tentacles all alone in the sunken city of R’lyeh without a single relatable poem in sight. Not that any of us would be of any help.

Sincerely,

The Red Lemon Team