06 Aug 2017
From Aliterate volume 1, August's story is Megan Chaudhuri's E. Hyderabaadus --
It's barely dawn and already I've sweated through my cotton dress, but Conchi doesn't say anything as she helps me sit at my workbench. Hazy gray light slants through my shop's front window, reflecting off the diagnostic laptop and the gutted phone I was repairing yesterday. The light diffracts like a prism through vials of antiseptic ethanol and freeze-dried virus kept nearby–just in case. I never forget los Días de Silencio.
14 Jul 2017
For July we bring you Sarah L. Byrne's Joined --
When your heart broke, I felt it too. We were walking through the city park when it happened; together but apart, because that was the way we’d become by then, wasn’t it? There was an arm's-length distance and a silence as wide as a desert between us, but we were still joined, which meant we were sharing the scent of the lilac blossoms, the cool of the spring air on our skin, sharing the guarded edges of each other's feelings. Then your heart just tore itself apart.
Joined is anthologized in the Best British Science Fiction 2016.
18 Apr 2017
In Beyond the Sea, Nick T. Chan takes you down a beautiful garden path --
For three days we've waited for the Prophet to die, so that he can be uploaded to the lunar servers and live again. For three days, the Prophet’s moans have slowly increased in volume. At first, his moans were barely audible above the sea breeze coming through the open window. Now, they echo in the chapel where Martha and one of my spoke bodies kneel.
01 Dec 2016
For December we bring you Rubble People by Matthew Sanborn Smith.
Tangent Online remarks, "The writing is tight and strikes a perfect tone for the world... The story itself shines as the logical progression of the narration takes us to an ending that feels correct and all too human."
The local Partyville starts to peel apart around us: the booth, the ball pit, a video game and the netting between them, the pizza on the table and the table too. Shards of pressboard and plastic fly toward me while molding themselves into the form of a man. A couple of the other moms scream and their kids run to them. I didn't expect this, but I know what it is.
01 Nov 2016
Our story for November is A Companion for the Stars by Diana Estigarribia. You can find her on twitter at @Dhyana_Writes.
The harness restricts my movements, and I am only able to turn my head back and forth. I strain against the chains, pushing my face towards the ventilator. The capsule grows hotter with every passing minute, the air running out. I must find a way to tell them something’s gone wrong.