Here we are again, right back at the beginning. Well, not quite the beginning. The beginning of March, at least. And the end of another month. The official summer sinks beneath the horizon.
FICTION
A Series of Unlikely VHS
Dissonant Song 2
One Oh One
People of the River
Of the Tel-Ur and the Battle Planet
The Temperance of Stone
Storage of the Sacrosanct
On the Queen Named Blasphemy
Alien Polymers
Flora of the Frostwood
Three Dots
ARTICLES
Continuity of Consciousness
Coffee and Air-Conditioning
POEMS
DRAWINGS
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