Category Archives: Fiction

  And the Lion said Shibboleth by R.P.L. Johnson “How can you steal from a species that has no concept of possessions?” I asked. The music in the bar was overpowering, but I was sure I’d heard her correctly. My … Continue reading →

    Beyond the Wild Mountains by Conrad Steenkamp On the night that the aliens entered Jonno’s life, the men were out hunting wild cattle in the bush and he was huddling under his mother’s big hide blanket. He stared … Continue reading →

“In The Cool of the Day” by A.G. Carpenter The sun has barely crawled above the tree tops and already the house is cooking, humid and smelling of too many generations of tomcat. Miriam and Gran have scrubbed every inch … Continue reading →

“The Data Runners Above Our Heads: A Documentary” by Stephen Gaskell Suzanne Bergsen: Have you thought about what might happen if you were ever caught? The Home Secretary, David Howes, has been suggesting many data runners are modern terrorists, “as … Continue reading →

“The Singularity Whales” by Timothy Mudie There were always boats on the Charles—crew skulls, sailboats, duckboats showing around tourists—but the barge-like ferry carrying Renee and a couple hundred other commuters across to the Cambridge side was new, set up just … Continue reading →

“The Coldest Room in the House” by Lon Prater She’d tried to leave him in a blizzard once, hoping the wind and snow would fill in her footsteps the same way her own creeping indifference had filled in the holes … Continue reading →

“And Our Lady Splendor” by Matthew Wuertz “Are you sure you want to be blowing up this ship, Dr. Hughes?  Seems like an awful waste.” “Through the trees, in an unkempt way,” Gavin said, dimly aware of his monotone inflection.  … Continue reading →

“Viewed” by N. E. Chenier I dive naked into a pool of black glass and white stars. My breath explodes out my parted lips. Shards rip at my skin, claw down my throat. My muscles seize up. Cold! Hell! Cold! … Continue reading →

“Dancing Day” by Lindsey Duncan   “No.  They couldn’t have.”  Taris stared at the wreckage, hoping the shadows of the palace cellar had deceived her.  The small derelicts could be soup bowls or ribs from a game animal – or … Continue reading →

“Every Body Is More Than Human” by Andrew S. Taylor “I can revive you, sir. The rest of your life awaits you. Please, your name and identification?” The Battery Man towered over me as the falling snowflakes disappeared into his … Continue reading →