Loveable scamps (spiders) and a benevolent god (eye of flesh) just living their lives somewhere beyond the stars.
Read MoreGil turned again, looking around the room, starting to itch and sweat. What the hell was it? It sounded half-wooden, half… ivory. Sliding across the….
“Oh.”
He looked down.
The debris of the piano was moving.
Read More“Death is particularly shit when you’re anchored to your own decomposing corpse, like an ethereal balloon tied to a profoundly ugly and deeply stupid dog.”
Read MoreI cry out in pain. I hadn’t prepared for disconnect, and it shoots through me like an electric shock.
Archivist Marigold-Jay-359, reidentify.
Everything still hurts, and I’m crying a bit. “Z-Zophiella Raqib.”
Archivist Marigold-Jay-359, present three personal characteristics.
“I—” I’m not allowed to use the same ones two disconnects in a row. “My favorite food is pickles and cheese-toast. M-my Momma’s name is Dina. I… I want to dream someday.”
I shouldn’t have said that last one.
Read More“The Hollow Stars in Heaven” by Avery Kit Malone.
“Heaven is a dead place. It’s full of ghosts.”
Read More“Lazarus” by Anna Catalano
The sound of my teeth gnashing together echoes in the Pod as I force my way through the newest 10,000 piece puzzle. I’m only a quarter done, but I can already tell that it’s a postmodern piece of art by some guy no one really talks about anymore. …
Read MoreBode felt everything.
He could feel his legs shattered in different places. He could not move his hands,but could feel that they were there. His breathing felt like that of a drowning man—suffocating. He felt a searing pain that started within his legs and ascended into his brain….
Read MoreWhen I was six, I asked my mother, "Why don't we go out in daylight anymore?" while she sat by my bed at noon, way past my bedtime.
My mother laughed. "Why should we?" She stroked my hair, urging me to sleep so she could slip away to the job she was already late for.
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