Two Androids, Learning to Be Human, Visit the Water Star

Stuart Greenhouse

Two Androids, Learning to Be Human, Visit the Water Star


The capsule hovered over Tolstoj Crater

at just the point of parabolic focus.

The scholar said to her two pupils “See,

there is no regolith, the solar wind

strips all soft matter off the planet’s surface,

ionosphere or no; that’s why,


The Detective, Years After

Chloe N. Clark

The Detective, Years After


Missing women often appear

to me in dreams, always asking


the same questions: why it was her

that I had found instead of them,

why she was the one brought home


alive, fighting

the twisting, a rush

that crept up through her body.



Déjà Voyage

Catherine Moore

Déjà Voyage

I opened the front door to find a mermaid standing on my stoop, her carved body painted an aged teal green like the haint color used on the thresholds of Caribbean cottages. Under the protruding scales on her tail, paint had mottled away and wood grain showed through. […]

Trading Disguise

Sara Cordova

Trading Disguise


We switch places at the edge of town.

The guy gives me his hat and his boots,

and I tell him how to find his way back into the woods,

to the stream and the rock that I like to sleep on,

and where all the best she-bears have […]

No Panic

Justin Holliday

No Panic

I imitate the other copies on the street:

get up, go to the Dollar General for a soft drink, repeat.

They pass by like strangers though I want to say

I know them; their instruments of self-erasure

are the same as mine: a newly sharpened No. 2 […]

Introduction to Poetry in Issue 60

Introduction to Poetry in Issue 60

The slate of eight poems begins with a surreal poem, “No Panic” (Justin Holliday/ Central, SC), but changes up to black humor, “Trading Disguise” (Sara Cordova/ Albuquerque, NM), which is Sara’s first publication! “Déjà Voyage” (Catherine Moore/ Nashville, TN), a fanciful fantasy hybrid piece consisting of flash poem sections […]

Old Wine

Eric Baron

Old Wine

Down came the boy, having rung the bell and done his duty. Now, he permitted the sting in his shoulder to bloom into a red sinuous flower: “Let it hurt. Let yourself feel for once, said the demon. Because they were alone, boy and […]

Introduction to Poetry in Issue 59

Welcome to the July 2016 issue of Abyss & Apex poetry. Many excellent poems have been submitted in May. Of the 150 poems, we are delighted to publish 9 in this issue (and another 9 in the October issue):

“Death of a flower” by Mercedes Webb-Pullman (Kapiti Coast, New Zealand) “Old Wine” by Eric Baron […]


Brenda Cooper


Dinosaurs live in museums in rock, in plaster casts, in drawings. They hang from ropes like large marionettes that we never had a chance to touch.

Volcanoes spewed ash over the ammonites, the mosasaurs and the plesiosaurs. Somewhere near the end, an asteroid.

Black […]

Entreaty to the Thunderous (Hexagram 51)

M.C. Childs

Entreaty to the Thunderous (Hexagram 51)

Custodians of raw sonance,

Silver shaman of white starfire,

We are heavy in our earth.

We are rich in the mire.

Let us be thunderous.

Recruit us to the constellations.


M.C. Childs’ poems have been selected by Asimov’s, […]