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Small Strange Towns

Ben When Nana left Ben the house and acreage it took him a full week to remember he’d spent much of his childhood in Strange. A month after the funeral he missed and between jobs, he decided the Saab could use a good road trip. Time to figure out why he could barely recall the […]

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The Litigatrix

The fifteenth day of the first month in the seventh year of the Huayin Era: The old man, Hae-wook Lee, had been bedridden for months. He lay on the sleeping mat, wrapped in a blanket. The drugs helped him sleep, and forget about the harsh words of his son. It was an unseasonably warm winter […]

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A Man Not of Canaan

“The men are afraid,” I said. “Of course,” said my friend the foreign magician. “Aren’t you?” “Yes.” Behind us in the belly of the boat, my crew huddled over their oars, muttering, praying. I felt that was not wise. The Mother, it seemed to me, must have fled our island, far beyond the reach of […]

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Welcome Guest Editor Anna Schwind

This summer, Anna Schwind (who is among other things one of the editors of Podcastle) will be taking over GigaNotoSaurus’ slushpile. She’ll be reading for the next three months. This may or may not be related to the fact that I have a deadline coming up. But I’m also interested in the ways other people […]

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A House, Drifting Sideways

On the morning of my fund day, our pilot landed the house with a particularly gentle touch. I was probably the only family-member who felt the house kiss our Philadelphia docking station. I abandoned my desk and went to the window. A crowd of grubby locals from the adjacent Suareztown had already gathered around the […]

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Martyr’s Gem

Of the woman he was to wed on the morrow, Shursta Sarth knew little. He knew she hailed from Droon. He knew her name was Hyrryai. “…Which means, The Gleaming One,” his sister piped in, the evening before he left their village. She was crocheting by the fire and he was staring into it. Lifting […]

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Logic and Magic in the Time of the Boat Lift

They said the Marielitas were escoria – scum. The abuelitas muttered it to each other, and the young girls coming home from school clustered together like butterflies, looking thrilled and worried whenever the wind whistled at them. The newspapers said Miami was under siege, that Castro had loosed the worst from the Cuban prisons and […]

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The Shattered World Within

The ship glided into the dock, into the care of grappling arms and snaking robotic leads. Clang, click, contact. The navigation hub flashed with the station control override. The screen showed a logo, but no inbound or outbound communication. Seated next to the pilot, in the bluish glow of the controls, Zhyara didn’t realise how […]

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