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Short Fiction

Increments

Beckie Dashiell

When there is no water left, we’ll leave. Until then, we ration what we pull from the well. Three-quarters of a bucket for drinking (a full one when the day gets above 90 degrees, which is... [+]


Short Fiction

Venom

Allison Midgett

How does one god kill another? I contemplate this as I sit perched on my web, tucked beneath the shadow of the birdbath. He makes his rounds, scrupulously inspecting each row of tulips before moving... [+]


Short Fiction

The Path to Peace

Paulina

As the teleporter transported me to the spaceship emitting the distress signal, it became clear that its inside was as bad as its outside. Scarlet sirens blared rhythmically. I heard hurried footsteps... [+]