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SKINMATES

SKINMATES by Phillip E. Dixon The obsidian scalpel slides beneath my skin and lifts, serving a slice of subcutaneous pie. A faint sucking sound accompanies the quickening pain, sharp and juicy, filling me with the promise of deeper delights. Claret…

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WHAT CATS SEE

WHAT CATS SEE by Jonathan Fortin Something is stalking my human. I first notice it one night when my human forgets to feed me. She is laying in bed, rubbing up and down the Little Window That Eats Your Soul.…

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THE MOUTH

THE MOUTH by Kathryn Keane I had been digging in vain for berries and roots for hours when I saw the chicken. Plump and ruffled up like a duchess, it waddled through the bushes and was gone. I straightened up…

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MY TRICHOBEZOAR

MY TRICHOBEZOARby Liz Rosen I could tell her how the Sultans displayed them in gold boxes adorned with filigree and flowers like asphodel and hellebore. Or that the nobility of Europe so coveted them for their healing properties that they…

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BLUE DOGS

BLUE DOGSby Kurt Newton The sky was the color of dirty sheets. The air carried the bite of cold metal. The abandoned industrial complex was as advertised: overgrown and isolated. The perfect hideout. Perfect, except for the fact that Petrov…

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YOUR FUNGAL HEART

YOUR FUNGAL HEARTby Spencer Nitkey The wishers tell you your heart is too fungal. You are spore-fallen. Rot and rhizome where there should be flower and trunk. You’d come to them for comfort, at the insistence of your grove who…

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