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Aug 20th, 2018 |
By Defenestration
Man walks by carrying a box wrapped in tin foil. It’s impossible to see what’s inside.
S: What if he’s carrying a human head in there?
H: It’s a bunch of butterflies.
S: It’s a gecko.
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Comments Off on “Inside the Box,” by Hayleigh Santra
Tags: Fiction, Fiction XV.II, Hayleigh Santra, Prose, XV.II
Aug 20th, 2018 |
By Defenestration
Lunar Base Commander Raines reporting to Houston. I’m not sure what you witnessed on your end, but we’ve got a bit of an issue up here.
I know this is going to sound fantastical but here goes:
I’m fairly certain that Command Module Pilot Aikman is a werewolf.
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Comments Off on “A Short Temper For Tall Tales,” by Michael Augustine Dondero
Tags: Fiction, Fiction XV.II, Michael Augustine Dondero, Prose, XV.II
Apr 20th, 2018 |
By Defenestration
Congratulations! You are now the proud owner of the most advanced model in Artificial Intelligence Personal Assistance by Montague Tech Corp: The Magnus® 13. Like you, each Magnus® 13 (M13) is unique. In no time at all, it will evolve to understand and cater to your specific needs.
So, sit back and let your M13 do all the work.
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Comments Off on “Frequently Asked Questions About Your Robot,” by Michael Augustine Dondero
Tags: Fiction, Fiction X.V, Michael Augustine Dondero, Prose, X.V
Apr 20th, 2018 |
By Defenestration
Conventional wisdom would dictate that potato chips were unlikely to lead a woman to her soulmate. But Sarah didn’t subscribe to conventional wisdom, nor did she eat conventional chips. Much like beer snobs only drank craft brews, she only ate artisanal chips. They were a thing. It was 2018, America was going to hell in handbasket, and people were finding solace in all sorts of small batch comforts.
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Comments Off on “Love in the Time of GMOs,” by Shelli Cornelison
Tags: Fiction, Fiction X.V, Prose, Shelli Cornelison, X.V
Apr 20th, 2018 |
By Defenestration
If you were a hurricane hanging out with other hurricanes in hurricane heaven, you might get caught up in some interesting conversation. Hurricane So-And-So might say: “I made eight, EIGHT, different landfalls. I was fierce, boy. I was a baaaaaad storm.”
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Comments Off on “Discussion and Debate in Hurricane Heaven,” by Warren J. Cox
Tags: Fiction, Fiction X.V, Prose, Warren J. Cox, X.V