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M. Darusha Wehm
Tomás ran through the barrio, hurdling knee-deep holes, his silicone heart pushing Miracure Plazzma™ through his...
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The face staring back at me from the mirror is unfamiliar yet I know it is mine. It feels like me, even if I sti...
The first day I meet my human herd they are so well-behaved that I wonder if they really need me at all. I arriv...
Lieutenant-Admiral Whiskers stared at the ominous planet on his view screen. It was still very far away, a tiny ...
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My world is a pair of photographs. They stand atop a nightstand at my bedside, encased in acrylic frames.
It was definitely a migraine.
The agony clamped down on both temples, and the light from behind the curtain sho...