Posts Tagged "issue 69"

what we eat when

by on Feb 3, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

…first we find you: dishwater, grayed overnight and thickened with leftover cottage cheese stray hairs, threaded from your brush and rolled into black licorice braids the sweat of your upper lip dewed by sleep milk, soured in the carton a week before the expiration date …the priest has...

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Second Mouth

by on Feb 3, 2015 in Poetry | 1 comment

When you talk, another mouth opens, lower, half–way down your throat, with a long tongue and ugly clumps of prehensile, yellow teeth. It licks its lips, savors what’s to come. A cutting comment or two, at first, then belching out jeers and mockery, a gushing stream of vulgar jabber....

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Werewolf’s Aubade

by on Feb 3, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

Before I met him I was a wolf. With the sun he rolled me over, his cool hands on my hot gut. He said, Good morning. I still love you. I remember the moonlight like naked silver through my skin, my muscles, glinting off bone, but that’s all. I told him I’m afraid I’ll wake up one day and...

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The Best Little Cleaning Robot in All of Faerie

by on Feb 3, 2015 in Short Fiction | 3 comments

Listen to the Redshift audio adaptation of “The Best Little Cleaning Robot in All of Faerie” 4,700 WORDS When everybody on the bridge of the interstellar mercenary cruiser Zinnia fell into a magic sleep, I was busy using my scrubber attachments to attack the usual stains...

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Inhale

by on Feb 3, 2015 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

950 WORDS Our destination is mundane and so tranquil. Maybe that’s why we’ve stopped here; it’s the product of an uninspired journey. The air is still and the sun is waiting, and at a spot midway between a limb and the earth, a half–fallen leaf comes to a decision. Nothing moves. It’s at...

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