This is Not A Place of Honor

You might be disappointed to know that all our plans for the nuclear waste sites went to hell. You know, all those glorious and Romantic designs we made thinking “Later civilizations must understand this: We mean danger, death, and DO NOT ENTER.” We really should have known by then what humans are like. After all, […]

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First Contact (Part 2)

I’ve always felt that human beings have a poor appreciation for silence. After all, as social creatures we can’t help but surround ourselves with the evidence of other people. A faucet running in another room, a laughing child outside on a spring evening, the soft breathing of our lovers as they turn over in our […]

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Home Maker

by Shady Rose July 2021 If you sleep easy and breathe lightlyYou feel clean and dry and softIf green things flourish in every corner of your eye You count each thing that is your very ownYou release all ownership and set down wanting Look at what you’ve made for yourself!All cobbled together from things found […]

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First Contact (Part 1)

The last electric crack of my lash seemed to fall out of the air as we all shuddered into stillness. Even my horse, Falter, who had been in the middle of rearing against the nearest foe, dropped to the ground and trembled. Was it even our bodies that shook, or was it the atmosphere? Every […]

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Sleeping Dogs (excerpt)

Lights up suddenly on Hakima, dressed in torn white rags and spattered with crimson. Her arms are spread at her sides, held carefully so as not to touch her own body. She is shaking and dissociated. After a painful, long pause, she speaks. HAKIMA; Too long ago I was a swaddling babeRememb’ring now I think […]

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The Ocean and The Rock

The Ocean and the Rock are the oldest of friends. To the two of them it seems as if they’ve known each other forever, but this is not so. The Rock was born first, rolling in from some nearby, unseeable corner of space. She had taken her time, rolling around in stardust and emptiness and […]

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Bernie Girl

Last night I had this dream : I went to a coffee shop downtown to work on The Next Great American Novel and suddenly, to my right, I notice a weathered, sad man staring blankly down into a cup of coffee and jim beam. His white hair is in stark disarray, his eyes purple and […]

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