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Talpo lived in the past tense now, unable to maintain the traditional human pretense of a pilot consciousness operating in simultaneity with events. Only a memory, that sense of control...
Rhizomatic Diplomacy
Talpo lived in the past tense now, unable to maintain the traditional human pretense of a pilot consciousness operating in simultaneity with events. Only a memory, that sense of control...
So close to home, rich fold upon fold, the land rolled hot and heavy. Scruffy guava and taller kinnow trees lined up along the path to greet Noor upon her...
The Flowering of Peace
So close to home, rich fold upon fold, the land rolled hot and heavy. Scruffy guava and taller kinnow trees lined up along the path to greet Noor upon her...
"The Matriarchs" by Lois Mei-en Kwa - published in Apex Magazine, issue 137, April 2023. Read it here: https://apex-magazine.com/short-fiction/the-matriarchs/ Lois Mei-en Kwa is a writer of science fiction, fantasy, horror, poetry,...
Episode 100: The Matriarchs
"The Matriarchs" by Lois Mei-en Kwa - published in Apex Magazine, issue 137, April 2023. Read it here: https://apex-magazine.com/short-fiction/the-matriarchs/ Lois Mei-en Kwa is a writer of science fiction, fantasy, horror, poetry,...
Narrated by Bobbie Chet —after Loh Siew Kee, Ngo Koh Hwee, and Nai Nai 1. SPACE: OUTER BELT—UNSPECIFIED COORDINATES DUE TO LACK OF INDIVIDUALIZED LOCALITYTIME: ZERO The pilot of the...
The Matriarchs
Narrated by Bobbie Chet —after Loh Siew Kee, Ngo Koh Hwee, and Nai Nai 1. SPACE: OUTER BELT—UNSPECIFIED COORDINATES DUE TO LACK OF INDIVIDUALIZED LOCALITYTIME: ZERO The pilot of the...
“When I die, I want you to keep my bones.” Vasanthi floats in the dark pool, the softness of her voice punctuated by softer drops of water from stalactites. “You...
Loving Bone Girl
“When I die, I want you to keep my bones.” Vasanthi floats in the dark pool, the softness of her voice punctuated by softer drops of water from stalactites. “You...
When the air in Kaluwalhatian shifted with the final exhale of an old woman on the mortal plane, the thread fell through Liwani’s fingertips. A little more color bled out...
Liwani
When the air in Kaluwalhatian shifted with the final exhale of an old woman on the mortal plane, the thread fell through Liwani’s fingertips. A little more color bled out...
Suen Mei-Ko holds the gaze of the casting director in front of her. Minerva Kingsley is a spear clad in pinstriped rayon, sharp-edged from shoulder pads to blonde chignon. Mei-Ko...
The Toll of the Snake
Suen Mei-Ko holds the gaze of the casting director in front of her. Minerva Kingsley is a spear clad in pinstriped rayon, sharp-edged from shoulder pads to blonde chignon. Mei-Ko...