Skin, by C. H. Newell

Jacob is not who he used to be. His eyes, his voice, even his breath smells the same, somehow. But he’s not my husband. Not anymore. Looking out at the garden, I find he’s more like an ornament. A tall, slender lawn decoration. A grownup gnome. The sun shines over …

Deadface, by Majo Pavlovic

Part One: The Doll The night was chilly, and the first snow covered the hills that surrounded this sleepy town like a jealous lover. Dave Burn, a self proclaimed clairvoyant, who made his fortune thanks to superstitious people, walked quickly through the dark streets to meet the cozy heat of …

Folktales, by Daniel Sanchez

A piece of horehound candy was stuck in the boy’s teeth. He chewed on a jawbreaker to dislodge it. It was Halloween and little Petri was walking to the town church for the evening’s festivities. The crisp autumn air stung his cheeks as he walked. It was a cloudy afternoon …

Allotropy, by Edward Palumbo

Rochambeau Bill Rochambeau wore a long grey beard that the members of ZZ Top would have described as “a bit much”. His office was ice-cold, but that’s just the way he liked it. He shuffled some papers on his desk before addressing my inquiry. “Watson is a kook,” Rochambeau said …

The Box, by Charlie Hughes

Mark sauntered over to Jenny’s desk at the usual time. Raj and Elinor both saw him, took the cue and rose to join them. They all watched from behind a row of filing cabinets. Robert worked across to the other side of the open plan office. He tidied away his lunchbox, …

Golden Needles, by Jack Ryan

Prince Syree knew that within six hours he would be dead. Standing tall and proud, his glossy skin and patagia a dark blue, he stared out at the rain drumming against the windows of the hexagonal mess hall. Lightning illuminated the slender, golden starships in the distance. The tip of …

Saving Kira, by Lee Pletzers

Owen sat down at his computer in the living room and powered on the laptop. His mind was spinning and his emotions were in free-fall. He scratched at the brown stubble itching his cheeks and waited for the computer to power up. He didn’t have to wait long. Technology had …