By: Eric Fomley. “Look at the lion,” I said. Dillon frowned. “It looks sick.” I blinked. “What do you mean, baby? He’s beautiful.” “I don’t like it.” I realized what he meant and linked to his oculars...

by: Ed Walker. Robert sat by his daughter at the breakfast table, suppressing a shudder of disgust. He poured himself a cup of coffee, remembering a time in his youth when he had turned up at home spo...

By: William Shaw. I stumbled over to the bathroom mirror. Messy brown hair, blue eyes, pointed nose, crooked teeth. Yep, that was me alright. What the fuck? To be clear, I did not see a face with this...

By: Alisa A. Gaston “What sort of things?” I clung to my stemless wine glass at the dinner party, the Malbec settling my nerves. “Sometimes raisins,” I said, “also marbles, square pieces of white choc...

By: L. Alvarenga. A ballad about a magnificent coffee reached the ears of the King, a connoisseur of fine drinks: Roasted by dragon flames Crushed by satyr teeth Blessed by holy water “I came to try y...

By: A.P. Ritchey. Considering what we attempted, the punishment was elegant. Eternity in a penal satellite? We earned it. It took centuries, but humanity finally departed—a thousand ships scattering, ...

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By: Joshua Ginsberg. Rebecca gazed longingly into her empty coffee cup. “You know, I’d kill for another cup of Joe…” Jill frowned. “I think we’re out, but I’ll check.” She rushed down to the basement....

By: Leyelle M.G. I like my coffee like my men. It’s not really coffee, to be fair—we haven’t had real coffee since the reboot—but they aren’t really men either. Both tantalizing simulations, programme...

By: William Shaw. Write an email to every worker in Facility 11 explaining that they will be replaced by AI. Write an email expressing sympathy and linking ex-employees to the local foodbank. Write an...

By: Pamela Love. “Let’s get started,” said the CEO. “First, coffee. I think Sandra Franz should make it.” “She’s the obvious choice,” my boss agreed. He turned to me. “Sandra?” My heart began to pound...

By: LM Fontanes. I trained my cyber cat to purr upon touch and now, even when I simply stretch my fingers outward, it starts to rumble. I trained my cyber cat to rub its feline replica face against my...

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By: Sorren Briarwood. Why is it always coffee? Whatever happened to a moonlit stroll? The vampire feigned another sip, flinching as the ceramic clipped her fangs. “I like long walks,” her date was ram...

By: Larry Hodges. “But why do you think aliens left a huge horse-shaped satellite in orbit?” the U.S. President asked. “Do they think we’re idiots?” “Maybe they left behind scientific treasures,” said...

By: Nidheesh Samant. “I told you clearly to get me black coffee. What cream-filled abomination is this?” The priest tossed the cup away and glared at the middle-aged couple. “Don’t you realize how cru...

A gathering of recent speculative flash & micro fiction, each presenting a tiny-yet-powerful universe. How tiny? About one-thousand words for flash; four-hundred words for micro. The wor…

By: T Milton. Every day, prolonged exposure to Earth’s atmosphere takes its toll on our stranded alien visitors. Lingering. Lost. No hope of rescue. You can be that salvation. Please, call the number ...

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By: Justin Ocelot. My coat sneaks out every night. Eventually, curiosity gets the better of me. I clamber out the window and follow it through dark and lonely streets. In the park, gloves dance across...

By: Rinta Antony. “Would that be a regular or a decaf?” I stood in front of the counter with a gobsmacked expression while the barista stared daggers into my soul. The line behind me kept getting long...

By: Nicole Sune Sbitani. “How would you like your coffee?” I ask. Some are kind. “A Spanish latte, please.” Some are not. “I said, a double shot espresso, and don’t make me wait this time!” Some are d...

By: Miles Efron. Ten years ago—on the most distant of our moons—a deep-space antenna picked up Message 2939. A missive from some forgotten civilization on an extinct planet. Ever since Message 2939 ar...

By: Eric Fomley. Today I’m Li. I sit on my bed while mom talks to me about my brother and sister. She’s choking back tears. Today I’m Ebony. I toss a softball around the yard with my dad, watching the...

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By: A. L. LaForge. Unit-5445 wrapped their hands around the hot mug. “Am I doing this right?” “Yeah, just don’t burn yourself. Before you taste, take a deep breath over it.” Unit-5445 did as instructe...

By: Gargi Mehra. If I hadn’t birthed the little rock-goblin myself, I’d never have believed how annoying it could become. I’d looked past its wild spins, its teenage drama, and even its cooling phase....