The best geneticist on Earth keeps a cat that talks, plays chess, and is not exactly a pet. Ask the science floor. Watch them change the subject. 15 min.
Three voices, one bookshelf — fiction and reflection in about twenty minutes.
Tag: dystopian fiction
They say the police in the last city walked off the job. Every grievance in the world, no plan, and nobody writing it down. A free 15-minute read.
There are eighty million women in the last city and no men at all. A priestess says she saw something the body printers stopped making. 7-minute read.
They say she keeps a thirteen-foot alligator. They say she stole a soldier off the authority. Nobody can explain the cookies. A free 10-minute read.
She complained to the president about her neighbor’s pet. On camera. Out loud. Her neighbor is the Wild Woman of the Rim. A free 6-minute story.
Two of them tossed her apartment. There are two punishments in the last city: a fine, or death. So she smiled at him. A free 12-minute sci-fi story.
A number-two pencil is the last private thing in the city. A woman brought the president a letter that was never hers. A free 5-minute sci-fi story.
They say the president counts everything. Her assistant is named Madge. So is her head of security. So is her wife. A free 5-minute dystopian read.
They say he came to strip a dead planet for parts and sell it off. Nobody warned him about the sunsets. A free 20-minute science fiction short story.
They sent the best geneticist on Earth door to door on a rumor nobody believes. She brought the cat. The cat has opinions. A free 9-minute read.
Thursdays at The W: bikers, debutantes, and a thirteen-foot alligator on stage with no leash. Then a caller says she knew Lynn before. 7-minute read.
Her living room camera went dark and she has not reported it. In the last city on Earth that is the one unforgivable thing. A free 22-minute read.