Candle

Candle

Jongdae didn’t cry when his mom died. He didn’t cry during the entire funeral, no matter what anyone might think of him for it, and he doesn’t cry when he gets home after the third and final day. He goes to his room and loosens the tie on his neck, pulling it off and...
Quest for Mira

Quest for Mira

Mira was named for a binary sun and she was binary, in more ways than one. * Though I was considerably older than her 31 years, I had always wondered if Alexandra was attracted to me. When she asked to meet me privately, at a quiet coffee shop, I knew the answer....
Primal Actions

Primal Actions

Audio churned through my headphones like static in a washing machine. An ever-increasing banshee wail of unidentifiable nonsense, my hearing faced a sonic assault. I tapped one earpiece, then the other; an electronic scream for me to stop. Logic dictated a loose wire,...
Strange Animals by Chad Kultgen

Strange Animals by Chad Kultgen

Let’s be honest, folks: Chad Kultgen isn’t for everyone. In fact, I’d argue he probably isn’t for most. Outside of his one turn in the sci-fi world with Darklight (which, admittedly, I haven’t read), his novels tend to focus squarely on the vile, sexual, masturbatory,...
To Tell the Truth

To Tell the Truth

When my real mother dies, I go looking for another one. The Catholic Charities counselor’s word for this other mother I want, after decades, to find is “biological”. Illegitimate is another word for people who end up like me. It’s what I feel now:...