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Paris?
Why did I agree to go to the party? Chi with his hot hands on the small of my back seduced me. Over my head, I slipped on a gold ...
Evacuation
The fire progressed steadily through the tall pines and up the long valley in the Sawtooth mountains north of Boise. All but one of the cabins had been evacuated. Fire ...
Deleting Dead Patron at Solace
“Would you delete this patron record for me” – a library supervisor’s request to Help Desk sounded simple. The supervisor apparently couldn’t get rid of a redundant entry herself. This ...
Ugly Models
Puddles reflected car lights like winking windows. Adriana scurried through the rain, looking for the address of the agency. When she found it, she sheltered in the building entrance to ...
Neighbor Cat
The fair is crowded. The fair is noisy. My anxiety level is skyrocketing. We wade with linked arms through farm animal stink, sweaty hicks eating chili dogs at picnic tables, ...
Heathcliff
The Welcome I hold my mother’s hands in mine, her skin coarse, fingers thicker than I remember them. She still manicures her nails, the bright colour clashing with the marks ...
The story of my first love
I first saw her at a book burning. It was her eyes. That wild orange they reflected. Continue Reading The story of my first love
The Writing’s on the Wall
A journalist returns to the graffiti scene of his youth when a mysterious tag appears on a wall opposite his apartment. Continue Reading The Writing’s on the Wall
Still Life
I shouldn’t be telling you any of this, Carl, but I know I can trust you. Continue Reading Still Life
Think about It
I must have flailed my arms convincingly because she seemed happy, though you could never tell with Tina. An angel at a party and on the way home a shit-tongued ...
Diptych: Girl, Memory
We prized ourselves on our reliability, our most solid trait. On top of that, she was a whiner; a big-time needer. She even took seconds. Continue Reading Diptych: ...
Sometime around Christmas
The city seemed like another world then, bristling with possibilities. Every evening and every weekend was the brink of some discovery. Continue Reading Sometime around Christmas
Death of a Pacifist
“I’m against the bombing, even if it is that damned Islamic State,” the old man yelled over the whipping wind, Continue Reading Death of a Pacifist
Never Forget
‘Although, officially, the Spanish Civil War ended on April 1, 1939, armed resistance against Franco and his regime was not over. In the 1940s groups of guerillas slipped out of ...
Fiction, Print Issues, Technology and Arts Issue, Uncategorised
The Representation of Augmented Reality in Fiction
Science fiction reflects our world, extrapolating our hopes and fears in a distant setting. Continue Reading The Representation of Augmented Reality in Fiction
Tunnels
I used my second key to unlock the back door, then a third that opened to a plywood staircase where I made my descent. Continue Reading ...
A Holiday Memory from the Year 2043
The Reluctant Sexter
Men used to want me for my body. Now they want me for my mind and I’m not exactly pleased about it.
Continue Reading The Reluctant Sexter
Two point five minutes
The pain overwhelmed her. It hijacked her senses, replaced every thought and impression with a single blinding white visceral screech. Continue Reading Two point five minutes
The Last Zoo
He has to be “locked-in” and will be conscious, feeling everything. I’ve given him nothing but a paralytic, intubated and ventilated him. Continue Reading The Last Zoo