Clea Majora walked through the hot streets of Nova Ostia, her sandalled feet lightly treading on the wide, baked, paving stones. She bought a honey cake from a pastry stall and nibbled it as she walked, using the vine leaf wrapper to catch the crumbs.
Read MoreThe PatricianTrixie got out of her cherry-red godmobile and waved away the flitting cherubim waiting to bear her to her sedan chair. She wasn’t in the mood for a reverent chorus of hosannas, and the sedan chair desperately needed re-springing.
Read MoreTrixie and the Pandas of DreadOn the first day, she sits there wearing a black dress that is neither provocative nor sexless. Yet visitors who flock in from the cold January streets and ascend to the atrium on MoMA’s second floor are mesmerized, for the entire space is awash in a video installation depicting various interactions between machines and flesh.
Read MoreThe Performance ArtistWelcome to issue 44. We have some great works for your enjoyment this month!
In our new fiction, Eugie Foster brings us “Trixie and the Pandas of Dread,” a darkly humorous take on gods among us.
Read MoreBlood on Vellum: Notes from the Editor-in-ChiefWhen I was in high school, there was one other girl who loved Star Trek as much as I did. Deep Space Nine was our jam, so our bond was forged in the fire caves of Bajor, solidified by amazing-in-our-minds inside jokes revolving around oo-mox and various disgusting uses for Odo’s bucket.
Read MoreAll the Real (Geek) GirlsBy day, a hard-working legislative editor, and by night a fiction maven, Eugie Foster is the Nebula award-winning author of “Sinner, Baker, Fabulist, Priest; Red Mask, Black Mask, Gentleman, Beast.”
Read MoreAn Interview with Eugie Foster