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The house soared north, then veered west, where the land went up and up, and the buildings went up and up, like a metallic wave cresting ahead of the distant...
Remembered Salt
The house soared north, then veered west, where the land went up and up, and the buildings went up and up, like a metallic wave cresting ahead of the distant...
Isaac Asimov. Ursula K. Le Guin. Robert Heinlein. William Gibson. Philip K. Dick. If you’re in your mid-thirties and grew up in the US as an avid reader of science...
Ancient Aliens, Clones, and Growing Up as a SFF Reader in Brazil
Isaac Asimov. Ursula K. Le Guin. Robert Heinlein. William Gibson. Philip K. Dick. If you’re in your mid-thirties and grew up in the US as an avid reader of science...
I press against the mass of women to hold my place in line. Sharp elbows and quick feet, we've abandoned the lessons about order and taking turns we drill into...
And Someone Has To Do It
I press against the mass of women to hold my place in line. Sharp elbows and quick feet, we've abandoned the lessons about order and taking turns we drill into...
“Kizimbani,” by Eugen Bacon and Clare E. Rhoden, is a surreal story about a traveler, Luna, who finds herself crash-landed and stranded alone in a very strange place. After taking...
Interview with Authors Eugen Bacon and Clare E. Rhoden
“Kizimbani,” by Eugen Bacon and Clare E. Rhoden, is a surreal story about a traveler, Luna, who finds herself crash-landed and stranded alone in a very strange place. After taking...
Original fiction by Eugen Bacon and Clare E. Rhoden, Koji A. Dae, Victor Forna, Tia Tashiro, Akis Linardos, Alex Sobel, and Joshua Ginsberg.
Issue 146
Original fiction by Eugen Bacon and Clare E. Rhoden, Koji A. Dae, Victor Forna, Tia Tashiro, Akis Linardos, Alex Sobel, and Joshua Ginsberg.
The two newer adjuncts are sharing their teaching dreams. I look up, smile, and go back to my notebook, pretending I am writing something important. It’s not that I haven’t...
Auxiliary, Supplementary, Inessential
The two newer adjuncts are sharing their teaching dreams. I look up, smile, and go back to my notebook, pretending I am writing something important. It’s not that I haven’t...