By Casilda FerranteOriginally Published in SYNTH #2: An Anthology of Dark SF I slip in head first, flexing and rolling along the bottom of the tub, coming to rest in a loose curl. My agent told me ...

By Barton Aikman We categorized the pigs by what we grew inside of them. One quadrant of the barn penned pigs with extra kidneys, another livers, a third pancreases, and a fourth, hearts. We didn’t...

By Russell Nichols The morning after, Paul Dixon woke up next to a gun and a crying baby. The Ruger pistol had a piece of white paper wrapped around the grip.   Went to get my milk back Hold down t...

By Catherine McCarthy Light penetrates the thin membrane of skin that covers my eyes, rousing me from a deep state of unconsciousness. Where am I? A rhythmic pulse in my ears, approximately ninety ...

By Lisa Fox I never asked to be created. For fourteen years, I’ve walked the Earth a shadow, nothing more than an artifact of light cast upon a more worthy being. I exist only to follow. They tell ...

By Marie Croke My first trip away from you, I brought you back a rattle. That’s what parents do when they go on business trips, I’d heard. Bring back gifts, as if the gift could ever be a stand-in ...

By Daria Lavelle We first meet on a boat, a chartered schooner afloat beneath a sea of endless stars. On a zero-G rocket, floating weightless in the atmosphere, Earth twirling blue-green below. Swa...

By Patrick Lofgren Cal sat down at the kitchen table, his eyes feeling grainy. He took a sip of coffee and watched Mia try and spoon pulped carrots into Liam’s mouth. He missed the days before Liam...

By Kenechi Udogu “Is it here yet?” “Trust me, you’ll know when it arrives.” The white orb floating between us flashed neon orange twice before it rose a few more feet. I dipped my head like Hadiza ...