By Daniel Melin (TW: Death/Grief and Depression) I woke up to the sound of gunslingers and horses. For a moment, I thought I had somehow been transported to another time and place entirely—that my life had inexplicably been a dream all along. But as it turned out, it was just a film playing through the static of my television. I was still in the house I had chosen for myself, that I had paid for Read more…
By Megan Hemenway (TW: sudden death, grief, cannibalism, drug use) My uncle Vern died last week. I’ve been staying at his place, sorting out his stuff. I loved Vern, obviously, but I’m bitter about being holed up in his dusty apartment. Out of me and my six cousins, the aunts and uncles designated me as the best equipped to go through his mess of cardboard boxes, bursting file folders, and his ancient computer. I tried Read more…
By Javier Melo Hidalgo “In recognition of his notable contributions to Pharmaceutical Science, which stand alongside an extensive portfolio of academic and professional achievements, the Board of Governors of St. July’s Hospital is honored to present Doctor Jonah Morrisey with the highest accolade it can bestow. Dr. Morrisey, please accept the 2043 Jeremiah Salazar Award for Scientific Excellence, which you have rightfully earned through a lifetime dedicated to the progress and preservation of the human Read more…
By Luke Flanagan (TW: Brief mention of self harm) Norilsk, Russia is the northernmost city in the world. Six hundred and twenty-one nautical miles to the north, on the west side of October Revolution Island, Cassandra Skowroński sat in a plastic folding chair clicking her mechanical pencil and watching the lead march out. Carefully sliding it back into the pencil with a finger, she scribbled a few more words on a piece of paper, then Read more…
By Naomi Necakov (TW: abuse and violence) No man is burdenless. We carry heavy cargo invisible to the naked eye but blinding to the soul. I harbor such weight during morning, noon, and night. A prince has no time for worrying—ease and grandeur are his only concerns. He does not wallow in his chambers and spend years grieving for his dead mother … at least that’s what Father tries to ingrain in me. A prince Read more…