From the author: "Mr Gorbachev, tear down this wall!" This time, though, it's the wall between this world and the afterlife. My second sale to F&Sf, inspired by the Killeen Massacre.
by Stephen Dedman
The drunk in the stetson thumped his fist on the table, proving that he wasn't dead. I heard him mutter "... an' nex' thing you know, they'll be wanting the vote, jes' like the goddamn..." as I faded out the muzak and cued 'Rawhide' for Melanie. The drunk was trying to simultaneously outstare three deiks (though God knows how many of them he could see), who seemed amused at his outburst, though they couldn't have understood him. Most human voices are just a subsonic...