Category Archives: Fiction

Synchronicity  by Jacob Baugher You won’t like this. Those who lie to themselves never do, but your future looks different from our side of tomorrow. You’re outside Cleromancy, Inc., clutching a black pamphlet emblazoned with gold letters: Take Control of … Continue reading →

Where They Were at the End by James Van Pelt Dennis paced the bunker. “I’m just saying they’re commie gods: Krushchev cronies. The Ruskies orchestrated Cuba’s disappearance and blamed us. Do you think a weakling like Kennedy would vanish an … Continue reading →

The Vigil by Jacey Bedford Riva hung pot-bellied and low over the western horizon awaiting her sister moon, Roscinda, but the conjunction was still a sleepless night away. Perriato tensed and relaxed the muscles in his buttocks, then did the … Continue reading →

Sister’s Keeper by Esker Park The last thing I see before the cottagepod airlock hisses shut is the desperate smile glued to our father’s face. “Love you, Dad,” I whisper as he disappears from view. Out in the powder of … Continue reading →

False Consciousness by Hans Ege Wenger I ran Angel and slid through the crowd, weaving between chattering tourists and tired businesspeople with a brief word or a gentle quip. Small remarks, tiny pleasantries. Nothing so witty or so rude as … Continue reading →

Aberrance by Thea Cooke “What is the essence of nothing?” This was the first question Master Gregoire had asked Luta when she came to apprentice under him at the age of seven. Such an odd query stumped her young mind … Continue reading →

Lifeline by D. M. Riemer The tabletop in the fourth-floor conference room was normally plain white laminate, but this afternoon it displayed the surface of Mars. Most employees would recognize the orbital view of Valles Marineris, pointing squarely at the … Continue reading →

Locke, Stock, and Barrell, Attorneys at Law by J.P. Nicol Lincoln Douglas was supposed to get an internship for his political science major, but he’d found that a rather difficult task. He’d sent out hundreds of applications to various law … Continue reading →

He Grows Up by Janna Layton I’m an adult, I’m an adult, I’m an adult, Pete Stuart thinks as he scans six-packs and the components of s’mores and places them in the customers’ stained cotton tote. He makes sure to place … Continue reading →

Pre-Existing Conditions by Blaize M. Kaye Above, a gigantic metal ark accelerates. Below, bathtime. 523 Days post-launch “Dad, what is thinking?” David kneels before a bathtub filled with warm water, bubbles, bath toys, and the five-year-old girl with brown hair … Continue reading →