PseudoPod 928: Mr. Harmon’s Girlspseudopod.org The first day of school. Bright, cold, the sky that special autumn blue. All of us in new clothes and fresh white shoes, bold and laughing, shy and silent, angry and turned darkly inwards.
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We have always lived in the tower. We are legion | We/they/them | Editors: Alex Hofelich, Shawn Garrett | Asst. Eds: Kat Day, Scott Campbell | Host: Alasdair Stuart | PseudoPod.org
PseudoPod 928: Mr. Harmon’s Girlspseudopod.org The first day of school. Bright, cold, the sky that special autumn blue. All of us in new clothes and fresh white shoes, bold and laughing, shy and silent, angry and turned darkly inwards.
PseudoPod 928: Mr. Harmon’s Girlspseudopod.org The first day of school. Bright, cold, the sky that special autumn blue. All of us in new clothes and fresh white shoes, bold and laughing, shy and silent, angry and turned darkly inwards.
PseudoPod 928: Mr. Harmon’s Girlspseudopod.org The first day of school. Bright, cold, the sky that special autumn blue. All of us in new clothes and fresh white shoes, bold and laughing, shy and silent, angry and turned darkly inwards.
PseudoPod 928: Mr. Harmon’s Girlspseudopod.org The first day of school. Bright, cold, the sky that special autumn blue. All of us in new clothes and fresh white shoes, bold and laughing, shy and silent, angry and turned darkly inwards.
PseudoPod 927: Three Nights With the Angel of Deathpseudopod.org Arizona, 1884—Day One The people of Vulture City are calling him the Angel of Death. But that makes no difference to us. There’s a one-thousand-dollar reward on him, and that kind of money never comes...
PseudoPod 926: Beach Headpseudopod.org “Are you still alive over there?” Alvy’s voice sounded weak, but it retained the bong-huffing tonality that had been his hallmark since he hit puberty. It grated at me almost as badly as the grains of...
Cast of Wonders 592: Flawless | Cast of Wonderswww.castofwonders.org When people stay in hotel rooms, they suddenly turn into toddlers. Weird, creative, screwed-up toddlers. Let’s smear jam on the wall! Let’s leave apple cores in the drawers! Let’s hide used nappies…
Short fiction recs! April-May 2024itsajumble.blogspot.com I'm late with this, and the last month or so left me with less time to read than usual. But here are some of the stories that I loved in A...
The Song of the Machines by Gwen Katz – Truancy Magazinewww.truancymag.com
PseudoPod 555: Four Hours of a Revolution | PseudoPodpseudopod.org Rebels, like vampires, prowl by night, sleep by day; they are short on everything in the besieged city – bullets, socks, soap, bread – but mainly they are short of sleep, for they fight under…
PseudoPod 926: Beach Headpseudopod.org “Are you still alive over there?” Alvy’s voice sounded weak, but it retained the bong-huffing tonality that had been his hallmark since he hit puberty. It grated at me almost as badly as the grains of...
PseudoPod 926: Beach Headpseudopod.org “Are you still alive over there?” Alvy’s voice sounded weak, but it retained the bong-huffing tonality that had been his hallmark since he hit puberty. It grated at me almost as badly as the grains of...
PseudoPod 926: Beach Headpseudopod.org “Are you still alive over there?” Alvy’s voice sounded weak, but it retained the bong-huffing tonality that had been his hallmark since he hit puberty. It grated at me almost as badly as the grains of...
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We've bundled together 3 upcoming books that would appeal to anyone looking for queer, erotic horror (on a spectrum of intensity) with killer pl...
PseudoPod 926: Beach Headpseudopod.org “Are you still alive over there?” Alvy’s voice sounded weak, but it retained the bong-huffing tonality that had been his hallmark since he hit puberty. It grated at me almost as badly as the grains of...