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The Earthmen Are Coming, the Earthmen Are Coming

Maria Purificación Jerónimo, B. Eng., dry spat at the bright point centered on her singleship’s main screen. The offset of the methane spectral lines confirmed this was the Earther starship braking ass-backwards on its fusion drive. The incoming squad of mercenaries was spoiling for a fight with her Alpha Centauri home, riding their engine’s blue flame like one ginormous ignited fart.

2022-03-31T21:40:45-05:00March 26th, 2022|Ed Asteroid Issue Zero, Fiction, Stories|0 Comments

The Sirena™ Interview

During the initial descent towards the reef, my guide from Dive Sirena™ -- who has asked me to call her Fabiana -- is slightly impatient, only a twitch at the tip of her fin giving away her mood. She wants to get to the good stuff, the bright coral reef that lies beneath the crystal clarity of the Caribbean.

2022-03-28T18:53:08-05:00March 26th, 2022|Ed Asteroid Issue Zero, Fiction, Stories|0 Comments

Better than Stealing

A full trashcan sat in the dark just outside my alternate-dimension self's office. Housekeeping came by every morning, so obviously this lucky “me” was still employed here, working during the daylight hours. I was the unlucky me who was stuck prowling dark hallways at 2 am on a Tuesday...

2021-10-15T18:26:09-05:00September 30th, 2021|Fiction, Issue #10, Stories|7 Comments

Play It

Louis walks the barren city street, a near-freezing wind blowing. He looks up at the sky, so late afternoon blue he has to squint, and even then the beauty hurts. He glances sideways and checks the number above the door of an abandoned store. Six-six-nine. Four more blocks to go.

2021-10-15T18:31:15-05:00September 30th, 2021|Fiction, Issue #10, Stories|0 Comments

The Magnificent Threshold

I climb toward the asymptote at the top of the universe, leaving dead centuries in my wake, gaining mass. Clovis says this is like growing in spirit as one approaches God. He says I will experience God soon, but right now I feel alone and terrified...

2021-10-15T18:32:20-05:00September 30th, 2021|Fiction, Issue #10, Stories|0 Comments

Love is a Hack

Day 1: I tell her about my ship, about what it feels like to cut through spacetime with a bridge drive instead of taking a public transfer station. It's a good play, works great on pretty women in expensive, fashionable clothes that lead expensive, fashionable lives they wish they could escape for the night. She averts her eyes. “Does your ship have TruAI?” she asks.

2021-10-15T18:28:31-05:00September 30th, 2021|Fiction, Issue #10, Stories|0 Comments
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