By: Richard D. Hartwell I read once – somewhere I cannot recall – that of the twenty-three human chromosomes, there are an extraordinary number of combinations. This – the unrecalled article went on – equates to ten to the seventieth power…

By: Amulya Of relapses into childhood, of placid oblivion, of all the places we pretend to inhabit, of people we pretend to understand. The unmomentous happenstances we long for, the truth nestled in our fears, startling us with its incontrovertibility; the…

By: Michael C. Keith The best cure for insomnia is to get a  lot of sleep. –– W.C. Fields The closest we get to sex anymore is sharing the toilet seat, thought Brandon, who’d been spending his nights in the…

By: Sri Ram The two capsules, 6 feet long and 2 feet wide, kept next to each other, on the floor of the advanced cryostasis chamber were open already. Marks of wet footsteps on the floor ran from the tail…

By: Kristina England and I drive to Arkansas, one of my quick-check bucket list states, good enough to drive the Bayou but not to stop, West Memphis a ghost town to my own churchless eyes boarded up, crumbling, an unnatural disaster,…

By: Kristina England no one likes a prophet. My father keeps thinking he’ll die, dreamt himself gone long ago, says forty five, fifty then sixty three, the years dancing around his father’s grave, etchings young on that stone, the grandfather I…

By: Chuck Orloski At annual Game of Low Thrones Awards, large and star power tarantulas awarded me the nick name, Little Tarantula. Without Peter Dinklage famous looks and minus five 0′ clock shadow fur, I was born a midget, short changed…