The Ministry of Lost Buttons

“The Ministry of Lost Buttons” by Sarina Dorie


Celeste admired the fluffy, cotton ball clouds drifting lazily in the cerulean sky. It was the perfect day for taking a walk on Hawthorne Boulevard. Apparently 50,000 other residents of the SE Portland neighborhood thought so too. The sidewalk was packed […]

Sister Snow

“Sister Snow” by Salinda Tyson


The tavern is crowded, and although my bed will likely be in the stable, the coppers I earn and the food and ale, will keep flesh on my bones and soles on my boots for a while.

Back-country folk are eager for songs and […]

Mustering Out

“Mustering Out”

by Deborah L. Davitt


Hospitals adhered to universal constants. Khaki or gray walls. Khaki or gray tiles. Or, for a change-up, gray or khaki carpeting. The penetrating aroma of antiseptics and cleaning fluids, just barely masking fouler odors from a cart, positioned just outside the […]

Mirror, Mirror

“Mirror Mirror”

by Mark English


I pretend an interest in the dusky view through the train window, but I am focused utterly on my reflection. I wonder if my vitreous shade can still hear Martin’s screams echoing in her head, feel the weight of his limbs in […]

Calx in Rime

“Calx in Rime” by M. Keaton


It was snowing when the heroes came from the sky. Erika was returning from the funeral—another funeral—behind her Uncle Torvald, and before the farrier’s wife, whose name she did not know. It was the way of her people: the long procession […]

Ice Monarch

“Ice Monarch”

by Michèle Laframboise

Wings outstretched, I chased my shadow across the barren expanse of artificial ice, a floating desert crossed by a few polar bears and the mobile palaces of the Ice Lords. What was left of me barely registered the cold.

The white bears felt as lost […]

Charity’s Gift

“Charity’s Gift”

by John M. Olsen


Devin Christiansen approached his twin sister Charity’s house. As empaths, they could read the push and pull of emotions in others, although his gift was stronger. They trusted each other completely. He grinned as he strolled up to the doorstep and pushed the […]

Call Me Fang

“Call Me Fang”

by Tom D Wright


Call me Fang; everyone does. It’s not my real name; I left that on the battlefield years ago.

The ideal private detective is one that nobody suspects, which is the same reason DARPA developed me and my kind to begin […]



by Randall Andrews

Grandpa John called the Roadmaster his time machine. When I asked him why, he said it was because it took him back. I assumed he meant in his mind, in his memories. That’s what I get for assuming.

Grandma Clara died […]

The Long Way

“The Long Way”

by William Campbell Powell

Day 1.

Distance travelled: 2 miles

Distance to go: 36,999,998 miles


My plan didn’t get off to a good start. I tried to catch the morning bus, but the driver wouldn’t let me on without a grown-up. So I walked. […]