Coma Kings
So I guess the story begins, fittingly, with someone handing me a Coma rig and saying, play me. Two ...
Stories
Elementals
No one knows how many airlings there are, most likely not a great many, whatever a great many means....
Salamander Patterns
I hadn’t meant to become an astronaut, but these things happen. I worked hard, because I liked worki...
The Thing About Shapes to Come
Monica’s new baby was like a lot of new babies these days in that she was born a cube. She had no ex...
Exuviation
I saw him as soon as I stepped into the room. He was trembling. He was moaning softly. His hands wer...
Her Husband’s Hands
They opened the box and showed her Bob’s hands, resting side by side on a white pillow. The left one...
The Old Equations
I miss you already. But you know that. What you don’t know is just how proud I am of you. You were b...
Mama, We are Zhenya, Your Son
I fell asleep in Dr. Olga's big room, in the red university building by the Botanical Garden. I had ...
Arvies
STATEMENT OF INTENT: This is the story of a mother, and a daughter, and the right to life, and the d...
I’m Alive, I Love You, I’ll See You in Reno
We have a history of missed connections, you and I. Years ago, when you called goodbye from the shut...
Amaryllis
I never knew my mother, and I never understood why she did what she did. I ought to be grateful that...
The Cold Equations
There could be no alternative—but it required a few moments of conditioning for even an EDS pilot to...
Four Short Novels
Eventually it came to pass that no one ever had to die, unless they ran out of money. When you start...
The Knight of Chains, the Deuce of Stars
The tower is a black spire upon a world whose only sun is a million starships wrecked into a mass gr...
And I Awoke and Found Me Here on the Cold Hill’s Side
He was standing absolutely still by a service port, staring out at the belly of the Orion docking ab...
Gene Wars
The slime mould he’d created, a million amoebae aggregated around a drop of cyclic AMP, had been tra...
Song of Bullfrogs, Cry of Geese
I sat by the side of the road in the afternoon sun and watched the cranefly struggle. A breeze, hot ...
The Giving Plague
You think you’re going to get me, don’t you? Well, you’ve got another think coming, ‘cause I’m ready...
The Sympathy
The apartment was in his name, and the Accord was in hers. It took Lauren less than a minute to step...
The Ba of Phalloon
“I’d say there are at least three hundred of them,” Kaslo said. “Mostly men, but quite a few women. ...
Willful Weapon
The torch of the Statue of Liberty blazed with an unearthly light. The steamship lumbered through th...
Second Hand
Quentin Ketterly stood in the Gold Star Saloon and lit his cheroot with one hand, the other resting ...
Burning Beard: The Dreams and Visions of Joseph ben Jacob, Lord Viceroy of Egypt
In the last month of his life, when his runaway liver has all but eaten his body, Lord Joseph orders...
Selfie
If you ask me, I’m more like my mom than my dad. She and I love astronomy and the mysterious origins...
Zero Temptation
Picture the most perfect place on Earth. If it’s a deserted desert island, you’d be close. Blue sky,...
Deep End
The pool was supposed to be like freespace. Enough like it, anyway, to help Wayna acclimate to her d...
A Tank Only Fears Four Things
The surgery makes Tereshkova into a tank. In the war, she never showed any fear, not at Fulda, not e...
So Sharp That Blood Must Flow
In the end, the water goes black with the witch’s blood. Before this happens, the little mermaid und...
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