MKRNYILGLD | The CRISPR Cookbook (Chapter Two): A Guide to Biohacking Your Own Eggs into Weapons of Destruction, to Be Forcibly Implanted into One Patriarchist at a Time
If you’re reading this, in a self-destructing DM, on the reverse strand of a plasmid, in the recipe binder you found in a deported neighbor’s belongings dumped on the curb, you’re no longer angry. You...
9 Nov 202321min
A.L. Goldfuss | Where the God-Knives Tread (Part 2 of 2)
Every Teshiarr metropolis, town, and hamlet had featured an agora, the community centerpiece for shopping, conversing, and joining. It was where one received their daily meals, heard news from leaders...
19 Okt 20231h 8min
A.L. Goldfuss | Where the God-Knives Tread (Part 1 of 2)
When the ship’s scanners first chirped in the dead of night, Sien figured it was another misfire: light reflecting off asteroid ice, solar radiation, space dust. But xe still slid from xir berth into ...
5 Okt 20231h 10min
Yvette Lisa Ndlovu | His Thing
The house was on the same street as a bakery whose only offering was penis-shaped waffles. Rufaro didn’t like American houses very much. They looked paper thin like doll houses that would lift off int...
28 Sep 202343min
John Kessel & Bruce Sterling | Money in the Bank
“I lined up a new gig for you,” said the Glovemaster. “All you have to do is protect one special guy.” I sat in my trailer with my Bluetooth headphones on and my laptop perched on an Amazon box. I wor...
6 Sep 20231h 13min
Lowry Poletti | In the Nest Beneath the Mountain-Tree, Your Sisters Dance
Dr. Nirwater Leera only agreed to study Mr. Girat because he is supposed to be dead. Tomorrow, they will meet in person for the first time. But today, Leera wastes time by staring at a cellophane bag ...
24 Aug 202349min
Sloane Leone | The Blade and the Bloodwright
The soldiers slit the woman’s throat every evening before bedding down so they can sleep without worry. She mocks them but never fights the knife coming to her. Two of the men still take turns watchin...
3 Aug 202349min
Isha Karki | Muna in Barish
Muna shuts the storeroom door as quietly as she can. Holding a just-waxed bundle of letters to her chest, she sticks out her head to check the bookshop floor. If she walks between the shelves on the f...
27 Jul 202358min
