16 “Who? Who?” Thomas opened his eyes. He wasn’t afraid. “Who? Who?” “Hooter.” He whispered, his voice too weak to vibrate. “Good to see you.” “Who? Who?” “I’m bear bait. But not its dinner.” The rain had stopped. There was no sound besides the owl. “Who? Who?” “I’m a stupid boy. I’m ignorant. I am […]
Podcast The Pub 47: From Flynn’s Arcade to Arrakis
In this episode, we talk about Dune. Daniel cries, then bites down on his poison tooth in an attempt to assassinate the the entire cast. Matthew ponders the halluncinogenic qualities of various spices. Trey whispers ominously, narrating the inner thoughts of the cast. And Dean becomes a guild navigator and folds space. Hosted by Dean Karpowicz, […]
Poetry: 202 by Tess Dimler
202 Evenings spent skygazing from a small balcony, our window to the earth. Lost in the rosy pink like I imagine my heart must be clouds, Tufts of cotton. Were these moments, fixed in awe, hours or minutes? Who’s to say Afternoons spent baking. So many that our oven practically preheated itself, Whisking until […]
Novella: Angels Falling – Chapters 14&15
14 Charlie. Thomas bolted upright as the name of the feral beast licked his eardrums. He put on his boots and gloves and opened the tarps with his hands and walked outside. Snow still fell lightly then and the fresh layer of it was soft on the frozen sheet beneath. The whiteness of the snow […]