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Instar by Carrow Narby They just broke ground this week on a new high rise. When they cracked into the earth it flooded the neighborhood with the stench of sulfur. There’s a layer of ancient rot beneath the pavement. Centuries worth of life, gr...
Tell the Phoenix Fox, Tell the Tortoise Fruit by Cynthia So On the day Sunae turned nine years old, there was no joyful feast. A monster burst from the sea that night and ate five people. The Mirayans gathered upon the shore to watch this, as they ...
Episode 65 is part of the Spring 2018 issue! Support GlitterShip by picking up your copy here: http://www.glittership.com/buy/ A Memory of Wind Susan Jane Bigelow Yeni looked up at the right time, just for a single moment, and she saw a girl fly ...
Episode 64 is a GLITTERSHIP ORIGINAL and is part of the Spring 2018 issue! Support GlitterShip by picking up your copy here: http://www.glittership.com/buy/ Sabuyashi Flies by Sebastian Strange Sofie Faucher advertised her solution to the ...
GRAVEDIGGING by Sarah Goldman When I woke up, I noticed first that Clarissa was there, because she was always the first thing I noticed. I noticed three things immediately after that: it was dark, I could feel dirt under my fingers, and my mouth ta...
Stories My Body Can Tell by Alina Sichevaya My mama used to tell me I was born screaming, sticky, and uglier than every sin she’d ever known, which was all of them. I still like to remember that. Gives me a warm feeling in my stomach. Especially wh...
To Touch the Sun Before it Fades by Aimee Ogden Mariam watches a week of night roll toward her. On Pluto, the Sun is only a spectacularly bright star. It’s easy to pick out, hanging low in the sky—only just visible in the domed window in the hub of S...
Unstrap Your Feet by Emma Osborne The mud on your legs covers you from knees to toes so I can’t quite tell where the soft leather of your boots meets your flesh until blood blooms from your ankles. I offer you wine. You take a long sip and hand m...
Never Alone, Never Unarmed by Bobby Sun The fighting spider sat heavily in Kian Boon’s left palm, where he’d knocked it from its leafy abode. It was maybe a centimeter and a half from the tip of its pedipalps to the silky spinnerets of its abdomen,...
In the City of Kites and Crows By Megan Arkenberg 1. When you breathe deeply, really push the air from your lungs and let the cold valley wind fill you again, you can smell the city’s ghosts. They smell like burning. Not like fire but like everythi...