Author: J.D. Rice The end, it seems, is nigh. I stare at the billboard strapped over the old man's chest, telling me to repent of my sins before the apocalypse comes. Crudely written scripture verses surround big, bold letters saying "REPENT!" I haven't been to church ...

Author: Chana Kohl In the smallest nook of my consciousness, there is a tiny computer that tabulates risk vs. reward. It guides my decisions at any given moment. The ‘reward’ is clear, like a B-roll on a constant loop inside my mind. A split-level cabin built with my own ...

Author: Alan J Wahnefried Shurkarr was excited and little scared. He was waiting for the results of his driving test. Finally, the Examiner called his name. The Examiner offered Shurkarr a seat. Shurkarr could barely keep himself in the chair. “In cases like this I find ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer This will be my final blog post. I tried to come up with a proper treatise to leave for what little of posterity remains, but gave up. You’ll have to make do with this. Imagine, if you will, that you have the power to do any one thing. ...

Author: Dave Ludford Molly sat on the brow of the steep hill smiling expansively into the hazy distance as the light from the artificial sun gradually faded. “I wish these days could last forever. The view from here is just breathtakingly beautiful,” she said to the inert ...

Author: Burgess Speed He wasn’t sure when it had happened. It could have been the night before while everyone was sleeping. It could have been that morning when no one was looking. Or maybe it was accomplished by imperceptible means right under the noses of ...

Author: Lewis Richards I remember my first week here, exploring the neighborhood, seeing the power walking soccer moms and their husbands in their little bubbles of suburban bliss, stopping by the park and watching their children play, doing the maths, and realizing just ...

Author: J.D. Rice "Everyone, I've come to a decision." My voice echoes into the warm air of my helmet, the moisture fogging my visor and obscuring the view of the stars. The fog lingers for only a few seconds before the air filtration system of my suit recaptures the ...

Author: Katlina Sommerberg Scarf concealing her throbbing face, Terry stumbled down the bus’s steps. Her employer, a real estate corporation masquerading as a burger chain, was twenty feet down the shit-stained sidewalk. A child tugged on his leash; the tethered man ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer I have an idea said the Bee, although he indeed had no method of audible speech. Just a prickle that happened to happen in her mind and spin and tickle across the surface of the sticky glossa in its face. I believe that I will engage in ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer There’s a knock at the door. I look up as Baxter goes to answer, his pale green panelling catching the light as he moves with silent grace from kitchen to hallway. “I’ll get it!” Susie must have just come out of the bathroom. Hope she’s ...

Author: Mike Davis A slab of stone laid vertically on a southern continent. It was polished and carved not by the waves or wind, and towered into the clouds, allowing them to pass through the single, circular hole penetrating the otherwise perfect surface. It was a ...

Author: Siewleng Torossian She could not believe the diagnosis. Longevity. Another two hundred and fifty years. She was one of the lucky few. Jumping to her feet, she thanked the doctor. Even the blue sky seemed bluer and the sun more golden. She practically skipped ...

Author: Hillary Lyon “Would you look at that,” Clarence said, with enthusiastic admiration. “The last remaining Orion series robot—what a unique example of animatronics united with early computing! Like something out of a mid-20th century, black and white sci-fi ...

Author: David Close "Messages, Ivi," Rafe said sullenly, still wet from the rain. "It never rains in California," rang the lyrics in his head. He hung the umbrella on the leftmost coathook by the door. His overcoat, a thing he wore to make him look as out of place as ...

Author: David Barber Christine Chiu was sniffing round the Ada Swann, wondering if Perry wanted to sell. "You and I," Chiu declared. "We are too old for this kind of life." The old woman assumed a calculating familiarity, as if their age made them members of a ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer I am pulled. They grab at my dread-locked skull and I buckle and my bare breasts faze into the camera. I am plucked and fucked into the light. Adrenalin moans into the gorging veins of the hand that cuffs the ends of my spasm arms and a ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer February, again. I remember, it was today I first heard it. You left your window a little way open so I could hear you playing our songs as I walked to work. Those grey mornings, snow blowing by. They always seemed a little less bleak ...