Sapience and Maternal Instincts by Krystal Claxton She had my teeth. I hadn’t expected to recognize myself in her, but when she greeted me, her maroon lips parting into a crescent, there they were. My teeth. White, flat, …
Good Eatin’ by Gregg Chamberlain Hey there, folks! Mad Melford here with another steal of deal. I guarantee there’s lots of good eatin’ waiting here for you. Now Thanksgiving is just around the corner. And we all know …
Manifest Error by Gary Cuba Diogenes rediscovered the wayward bio-stasis chamber while struggling with the ship’s balky cargo transfer lorry. The chamber, tucked inside a machinery plenum behind the lorry’s docking nest, evoked a distant memory that now …
Midnight Midnight by Aliya Whiteley I kiss his photo, like a line in a song, and put it back under the cash register. The door is pushed open, and the small brass bell above it tinkles; “How quaint!” …
Price of Allegiance by Alex Shvartsman “Mr. Tobin, there is a Cicada here to see you.” Alastair Tobin, Earth’s ambassador to the Galactic Union, was more than a little surprised. In his eight years of service, he could …
Target Audience by H.L. Fullerton Yesterday, Madave Black had celebrated her forty-ninth birthday. Today, as she exited the subway, instead of being bombarded by Between Us Girls ads, she heard her first hype for AARP. She froze in …
Study. Learn. Know. by Amy Sisson When Kaylen slept, she dreamed of hermit crabs. It was hardly surprising, considering how long she’d been studying them. Kaylen’s decades at the Grove of Academe blended together almost seamlessly, but one …
The Republic of David by Anton Rose It was David’s time. A new beginning, on a new world. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he ran his fingers up his forearm, feeling the tiny hairs, erect. The …
Flight of the Lonely by Dusty Wallace Edgar tried to make it to the toilet without glancing at the mirror over his bathroom sink. He didn’t want to see himself anymore. His wrinkly, liver-spotted wings had been beautiful once, …
Remembrance Day by Liam Hogan The comm icon flashes and my finger hovers over it for a long moment before I tap. It’s Doctor Reynolds, and I feel the edge fade from the tension that’s been building all …
