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THE THING ABOUT SCARS: A Liosene Short Story

If Liosene was called the Hand of God, then the South Step slums—in all their shit and grime—were the middle finger. The giant “fuck you” to the people who aspired to go about their days without the fear of being murdered, beaten, raped, or some awful combination of the three. Nemesis I’bar had been on […]

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The Day I Snubbed Shoggoth

*Written originally for an anthology of Trump-related dystopian fiction I awoke with a grin. The sky was blue, birds were singing, and the air was sweet. Today was the start of something great; tonight would mark change. Shoggoth pressed an eye to my window, the dual pupils dilated. With a mouthed tentacle it knocked on […]

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