Caring For Your Damage Sponge
by Rich Larson
Do not be perturbed if you notice any or all of the following symptoms: pallid skin, plaintive eyes, crusting around the orifices.
All-Sky Survey
by Mary Alexandra Agner
With shaking hands, I touch the eyepiece and the field of view oscillates, streaks of light rushing by without names or fixed position.
The Colossus Stops
by Dafydd McKimm
When the Colossus stops moving, the silence hits the island like a thunderclap.
In a Cradle of Antlers
by Avra Margariti
One touch of her silver antlers, /
a precious cure-all; a bony fork chopped off— /
black-market riches beyond belief.
Sealskin
by L Chan
She stops you with a glance. The weight of her gaze pins your hand to the sealskin, a blood-warm puddle of skin and fat.
To Save, To Break, To…
by Emily Scharff
Drea hadn’t saved the world, no matter what her moms would’ve said. She’d broken it. And whoever said broken things healed stronger was full of shit.
Dodging the Bullet
by Lisa M. Bradley
You never expected to live this long \
always thought any silver at your temple \
would be the burrowing end \
of a vanquishing bullet
Fat with Berries, Full of Life
by Brigitte N. McCray
The day after the witch turned my wife into a bear, I took my usual path to collect dandelion greens, nettles, and mayapples. I didn't take the other path, the one that would avoid my wife.
