Max was the real deal. He hated being called a wizard—said Harry Potter had given them all a bad name. But that’s what he was. When Max made a quarter disappear, it disappeared. Gone. Which was honestly kind of inconvenient come laundry day.

 

Copula

Joshua McKinney

 

what if
if what
we think
is is is
sacred

 

Two Poems

BEE LB

 
 

i am cradled by a bed holding no memory / i am curled
against the neck of a bottle, the cold feeling better than a body

that’s a lie / but am i not allowed a lie to slip through?

Two Poems

Junious Ward

 

my black family reunion is jealous my white family reunion is jealous
they are covetous of each other’s things

Q&A with R.S. Belcher

An Interview

 

“We [science fiction writers] are the court jesters of literature. We can say very truthful, very scathing commentaries on our society and no one really takes us seriously. If they did, it would be like the king… listening to what the jester’s saying and saying, “Lop his head off.” So, you can make a lot of social commentary and I think good science fiction, especially. That’s our responsibility.”