Suppose, for instance, that an electric current were running through the binding of this book.
Imagine the letters turning to lightning, the spine crackling away, the pages crumbling, turning red and gold at the edges. See it: a salamander ocean, full of the smell of charcoal and spearmint and burning bright ink.
In this issue, we have brought together a collection of works that encapsulate the vital intensity of the power socket. They sit now, folded within the pages, prepared for spontaneous combustion: a compendium of letters and static electricity.