Welcome to Salmon Salad, the internet’s least trustworthy aquarium.

You were probably looking for something sensible. That was your first mistake. This site is a leak in reality maintained by an elusive collective of digital salmon and one possibly-human founder, Peter Hinchcliff, who insists websites should feel like half-remembered dreams and badly behaved prophecies.

Here you will find stories that swim sideways, pages that argue with themselves, and links that may or may not lead anywhere that can be mapped.

Nothing here is stable. Posts mutate, images forget what they were, and timestamps slip out of chronological order in quiet protest.

Some entries are harmless little splashes of nonsense; others are doors that pretend to be jokes until you read them twice. Proceed if you like, but understand: the deeper you scroll, the less certain you’ll be that you’re only reading about salmon, and not slowly learning how to become one.

If you feel the sudden urge to check that your feet are still feet, that’s normal. For now. here to add text.

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