Sad Dog – Luna Station Quarterly
I don’t want to eat, even bacon. ”You’re so sad, Moe,” she says. “Me too.” I don’t want to sniff around. His scent’s never new anymore. …
Untitled #6 – Luna Station Quarterly
Re-population Project – Luna Station Quarterly
“They’re trying to re-populate their planet and need help from humans?” “Yeah,” Colin yawned, “but they can’t mate with us.” “Have you been to the recreation room?” Kyle pulled the scratch…
Merlot – Luna Station Quarterly
Lover’s Quarrel – Luna Station Quarterly
She listens as he plays the piano in the living room downstairs – a peculiar tune, one she doesn’t know. She gets out of bed and goes to join him, to finally say the thing. The room is dark…
Untitled #5 – Luna Station Quarterly
Jugs – Luna Station Quarterly
History Eaters – Luna Station Quarterly
Every year, the English fields are ploughed, corrugating the earth. Every year, the plow overturns the long-discarded history beneath the surface, a new layer exposed. Every year, as da…
Fox-boy – Luna Station Quarterly
In a bamboo garden in Kyoto, fox-boy slips through the canes, tail muddy. I follow him to his hole. He asks about Li. I tell him she is married now. The hole swallows him; I listen bu…
Matador – Luna Station Quarterly
A matador walks into the forest. A killer by any other name, he is called Paolo. He even has a red cape, which he lays down over the moss. He sets out wine and Monchego. She comes sniff…
Untitled #4 – Luna Station Quarterly
The cat proved harder to catch that Tassie had anticipated. The cage full of crickets hadn’t worked, and neither had the live mouse (though she saw an excited flick of tail from the cor…
Fair Warnings – Luna Station Quarterly
“Look Darian, we’re just a bunch of kids trying to make a living. No one cares that it’s real magic…not until something awful happens anyway, but that’s why we just keep mov…
Different Planet, Same Apple – Luna Station Quarterly
Busboy, Fourteen Laying a bucket under the alien’s retching mouth sucked. Holding her hair, super sucked! What’s the Difference? Business jacket, skirt. Red plastic glasses. Pomegrana…
Budding – Luna Station Quarterly
There’s a rough beauty to his face that catches the light, crude and yet gem-bright. Standing beside the gardener effused with such lush life, Myrtle felt like a hollow shell in comparison, h…
Border Patrol – Luna Station Quarterly
Adam and María had twelve hours together after dropping the skiff into orbit. There wasn’t much to do but watch the monitors. Adam was horny and María wasn’t having any of it, whi…
Untitled #3 – Luna Station Quarterly
Birthday Email – Luna Station Quarterly
Worst. Birthday. Ever. Julie thought, kicking off her heels. Over her 30th birthday dinner, her new boyfriend had berated her about everything from her sexual history (too extensive…
Future History Lesson – Luna Station Quarterly
An Act of Love – Luna Station Quarterly
Untitled #2 – Luna Station Quarterly
A Scream that Rocked the World – Luna Station Quarterly
Spring Cleaning – Oh Lord the Fridge! – Luna Station Quarterly
Folly – Luna Station Quarterly
“It´s an ambiguous task,” the Entity said, manifesting itself as smoke, “you might regret taking it on.” “Perhaps,” the Angel agreed, “bu…
Untitled #1 – Luna Station Quarterly
I stand over my late husband’s grave, reciting the spell that I paid dearly for – a spell to raise the dead. I trip over the arcane tongue, mispronouncing a word. Shit! It…
Reach for the Stars – Luna Station Quarterly
Is There a Sacred Place for Metallic Sinners? – Luna Station Quarterly
“You are the worst of my children,” the old woman whispered lovingly. The robot stroked her hair, his hand a clever combination of sensors, mechanical nerve paths and organic musc…
One Last Ride on the Horse with Purple Roses – Luna Station Quarterly
Eleanor held the little monster’s paw as they walked through the park, ignoring the stares and laughter from passersby. This was their day, their last day, and she would not let anyone ruin it. The…
To Walk for the First Time – Luna Station Quarterly
Winter Flowers – Luna Station Quarterly
The Mothership – Luna Station Quarterly