JAKE

JAKE is the punkest little shit you know. He doesn’t want to eat his vegetables, he doesn’t want to wake up for school, he doesn’t want to follow the established trends of what makes good literary writing good and bad literary writing bad. JAKE wants to look deep into the heart of all entropy of the universe, and do a sick kickflip over the abyss between what we know is possible and what we dream can be. JAKE is the king of bad taste, of broken f...