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Back to SearchBenjamin Peek | The Ministry of Saturn
The town was not called Byzantium. The Ministry named it during the first meeting. “It’s not a colony,” Thomas James would have said if he could, but…
2 years, 9 months ago
Daniel H. Wilson | Crystalline
“Who loves you?” I ask. My daughter looks away. Doesn’t answer. I lean down and turn her to face me, resting my thumb in the dimple in her chin. It’s…
2 years, 10 months ago
Sam J. Miller | His Guns Could Not Protect Him
I punched my brother because he was an idiot, because he couldn’t see what I saw, how hard mom held onto the dish rag when she came out onto the deck…
2 years, 10 months ago
Carrie Vaughn | Learning Letters
Enid sat on the front porch of Haven’s clinic with a half a dozen books, some paper, and a small chalkboard. Three days a week, when she was in town,…
2 years, 11 months ago
Jendayi Brooks-Flemister | From the Largest Crater
AUDIO LOG BF-0003 / 2083-14-09 13:36 / This . . . feels strange. They said that it’s healthy for those of us whose spouses take Return Missions to re…
2 years, 11 months ago
Scott Edelman | A Man Walks Into a Bar: In Which More Than Four Decades After My Father’s Reluctant Night of Darts on West 54th Street I Finally Understand What Needs to Be Done
My father was so honest, people often spoke of him in cliches. For example---you know the way someone will sometimes say so-and-so was so honest they…
3 years ago
Aimee Ogden | Mad Honey
The three wolves in the sun-smeared wood did not turn and run when Aran approached with his musket in hand. Wolves were supposed to run from men with…
3 years ago
L.D. Lewis | Last Stand of the E. 12th St. Pirates
STAND BACK DOORS CLOSING. Dee heard the musical bing-bong of the departure warning between song transitions in her headphones, and watched as the hea…
3 years, 1 month ago
Kristina Ten | The Noon Witch Goes to Sound Planet
The Noon Witch is not a cat person. She likes the color purple, hates police procedurals, loves breakfast foods, thinks scented bath products and anc…
3 years, 1 month ago
Tania Fordwalker | Beyond the Shore
Nobody noticed the first few. They walked. One by one, in the beginning. Isolated instances. On every continent, mid-meal, mid-shower, mid-work, mid-…
3 years, 2 months ago