Kansas, 1873
The prairie was quiet for once. No summer storm had come through that night, all was calm and only crickets chirped. A slight breeze snaked…
Author: Pablo Torroella
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Highgate
It was a man. A man. But he wasn’t human, human. I burrow out of den and leave my fox babies. Nights are foggy again…
Kulak
All light throughout the Soviet village had gone out despite the summer months beginning. In its place new lights appear, slowly descending upon the people…
Gig
Awake. I turn off the phone alarm and obediently scroll through the half dozen notifications on the home screen. $221.08 deposited into bank account. Two…