Fiction | Our Favorite Android

You ask him this time. © Angel-Kun We keep losing track of our favorite android. I don’t know how he’s moving through the ship. But CommDeck always finds his recordings. 4Derek (as he calls himself) goes into an unidentified setting–a converted access area of the ship where the location trackers aren’t working. He strips naked …

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Poetry | Loading… Light at the End of the World

A dreamlike simulation brings change to the real world. © kellepics Gerald, once sublime as AppleP!3, felt seeds in his core— Tiny promises planted by a man asking for more. Their meeting place: the Edge of the World. Evoking starts and ends, light streams whirled, Recoding twilight grays into golden coast. Will he show? Or …

Fiction | Courting Ripples

A dream of Iron Henri’s for his frog prince. © suju Henri descended the estate pond’s lower slope. Fireflies illuminated water lily blooms closed into tight, pointed buds. On one lily pad ahead, a lone frog chirruped a greeting. “HenRIi.” It was only a frog, yet a feeling of recognition struck as a smooth stone …

Fiction | Chapped Hips

  His text said, “when u get home round me up”. My withdrawn fangs itched in my gums at the images inspired by his simple message. Billy was only direct when it came to sex and jokes. He knew I planned to leave work at the warehouse early, before 2 A.M. I now expected a …

Fiction | Wrangling Them Vampire Cows

Hurts and comforts on the (other-world) range. Them wandering calves are the worst. On the rocky terrain past Gilard, the calves eager to hunt for themselves slip away from the herd during a cattle drive and set the old cows screaming. Riding ponies into hills don’t just risks falls; it gives a calf a chance …