Short Prose (Science Fiction Friction)

“The android was making them all uncomfortable with its Zelzer Stiff eyeing them from its hip.”

Read more of “A Zelzer Stiff.”


“Between two trees exploded into boulder stumps, Elemmírë raised a fist. Behind him, ten figures, barely visible above the gloom and bloom, dropped to their knees and scanned the street.”

Read more of “Garden War.”


“There’s always that one friend who sticks to the group like a discount sticker on a used book…”

Read more of “The Immortality Cube”