“The idea of Laplace’s demon was that if you had had some kind of intelligence with enough processing jam and enough triv about this moment, it’d be able to see…
Science Fiction
Poetry: John Grey
GATHERER I walk across the endless dry oceansof this planet,gathering rocks in sacks,thinking how if this were earthand I were wandering over its sea bedsI would have drowned by this.…
Fragile
Peer Review of the Treatment of Homo sapiens at the Qortang Xenological Observatory Abstract:It is now common knowledge that on date 765.22:45 Qooroou Silicon Virus was found present in 87%…
The Wire
The knock at his door was expected. It was the short, rotund man he found in the hallway outside his apartment when he answered the knock, that surprised Evan. Dark…
Drive, It Said
This story, read by the author, may be listened to here. It was half-past twelve when the Thing slid into my back seat. A fellow sees all kinds in this…
P2=A2 Sin 2ø
Nullity, lethe, preoccupy. And fear comes over me. Heavy shadows slipping from corners, quickly sliding, cover my face. A thick blanket falls and suffocates. Shadows of death, everywhere, leave…
No Virtue in Virtuality
A croc exhaled at a nearby table, streaming a rainbow mist worthy of a Lucky Charms cereal box. A feathered woman sat next to me, close enough to scrape my…
Number One With a Bullet
Introduction In The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, William Blake declares that “as the sayings used in a nation mark its character, so the Proverbs of Hell show the nature…
Honeysuckle
2045: Old Man, Summer Night Turnersburg, Friday night in June. Most folks home devicing the local news, local meaning Fairview, the larger statezone fifty kilometers up Route 063, where the…
Ms. Direction
Sitting in his car parked on the street, Josh Germaine stared up at the yellow light that spilled through the sliding glass door onto the balcony of his third-story apartment. “I oughta go up there,” he muttered to himself, “make sure that bitch doesn’t take off with more of my stuff.”