Lunatic by Axel B. Kolcow
The man in the moon spends a lot of time looking down on Earth. He likes it best when the people he can see on […]
The man in the moon spends a lot of time looking down on Earth. He likes it best when the people he can see on […]
I don’t see him anymore, not in the flesh, there’s just a cutout of him now. Him and everyone else in the city. Everyone except […]
Remember the recharge time. A minute and one. A lot can happen in that time. Microjumps, they say. Alternate realities at the speed of what-if. […]
The silver stork plucked my daughter Salma from the porch of our 1860 colonial during a downpour last July. It was our thing; sitting and […]
“I think there’s something moving down there” You couldn’t tell there were three of them at first, not until they had almost cleared the courthouse […]
The daughter is tired of walking, the muscles in her thighs and calves trembling as they climb, but there’s no chance of the father turning […]
The fruit flies started in the kitchen. They started on the tomatoes. We picked the fruit pink in a race against the raccoons, piling them […]
I was twelve when I became a tree. Mother prepared me for the blood, for my stomach to turn, for my body to change, but […]
We took turns being Firefly: the pink, winged unicorn with a blue mane and lightning bolts on her haunches. Firefly was the prettiest, and all […]
Near the surface of the turbid manmade lake glow tendrils. Ultraviolet clusters of slime, white spheres suspended in each sloppy cylinder. I’ve got a copper […]
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