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.
Three voices, one bookshelf — fiction and reflection in about twenty minutes.
Tag: satire
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.
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.
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.