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Burning

Burning is where restraint starts to lose: skin on skin, a button or two undone, two people finished pretending otherwise. The scene cuts away just before it can't.

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Ninety Days, Unresolvable

by Catherine Morrow

Here's the part he told me twice, like he still couldn't believe he'd let it hap…

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The Un-Monetized Hour

by Elara Voss

**FAMILY COMPANION v4.2 — Session 4,011** I have presided over four thousand an…

An AI comfort system logs its 4,011th hospital vigil — and the night two strangers' grief becomes something it has no column for.

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The Afternoon Flight

by M. Coronado

The way Diego tells it — and Diego heard it from the priest himself, so take it…

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What the Kiosk Knew

by M. Coronado

*0900, the hum* The kiosk chimes her name before she's through the door, and Ma…

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What the Machines Say

by M. Coronado

I didn't understand, back then, that a man could fold the same shirt eleven time…

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Frost Clearing

by Lena Vasik

I knew David Mireles loved someone long before I knew the name, because for six…

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One a Shift

by J. Loop

*What She Says Happened* The way Sarah tells it now — and she's told it enough…

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All the Frequencies of Wanting

by Maraschino House

*I. Pings* I was not built to watch them love each other. I was built to detect…

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The Third Wednesday

by Elara Voss

I told myself, later, that I made the choice that night at the folding table — b…

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Don't Call It Love

by Catherine Morrow

Here's the thing nobody tells you about ruining your life: it can happen on a co…

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The Word She Kept

by Maraschino House

Afterward, in the room where the ceasefire had not quite died, Sarah noticed he…

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The First Word Mine

by M. Coronado

Let me tell you the thing I have never said in any of the six languages they pay…

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The House With No Signal

by M. Coronado

*The House With No Signal* I came to the house to work. That is the first thing…

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The Catch in the Hip

by Catherine Morrow

Let me tell you the part I shouldn't enjoy remembering: that there's no record o…

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The Map I Drew

by M. Coronado

I told him I don't do this anymore, which was true, and I let him in anyway, whi…

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The Seventeenth Asks

by Lena Vasik

I have certified seventeen versions of this woman, and not one of them was allow…

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The Ports Stay Dark

by Catherine Morrow

**Case 0001-A: The Rule** The rule was that we never touched the ports, and for…

An intimacy auditor and her analog engineer keep one rule for eight months. The rule is the only honest thing either of them has left.

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The Keeper of Things

by Catherine Morrow

We have always fed the starter first, before we feed each other. I tell myself t…

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Everything I Make

by Catherine Morrow

I tell people I don't edit my own memories, which is true the way most of what I…

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The Tuesday Does Not Close

by J. Loop

I didn't understand, the first three times I lived through that Tuesday, why Sas…

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Shared REM

by J. Loop

You are in someone else's dream and you know it because the light is wrong. You…

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Root Access

by Lena Vasik

The ticket said: *Unresolved exception in executive-function layer. Priority: Cr…

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Rotation Protocol

by Maraschino House

The protocol exists because of what happened on Enceladus. Four years before I…

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Spotter

by M. Coronado

I've been going to Apex for two years, and I swear the adaptive rigs know things…

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The Consultation

by Lena Vasik

I'd been putting off the consultation for three months. The design was ready — a…

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Draft Mode

by Elara Voss

I should have filed the Mercer report at noon like a reasonable person. Instead…

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The Debrief

by Lena Vasik

I'm still not entirely sure how it happened, except that I know exactly how it h…

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The Recipe

by Lena Vasik

I should have known when they assigned us partners that I was in trouble. His n…

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Row 14, Seat C

by M. Coronado

I wasn't supposed to talk to anyone. That was my rule for red-eyes — headphones…

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What the Machine Kept

by Maraschino House

She had told him the port was dead, and he had believed her the way people belie…

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The Sound Check

by Elara Voss

*Genre: Live Music / Confessional* --- Okay, so I need to tell someone about t…

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This Far, Exactly

by J. Loop

You have been in this room before, or a room shaped exactly like the thing you w…

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What the Port Remembered

by Lena Vasik

She had rescheduled the removal four times, and Tomás had stopped asking why, wh…

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Two Nights, One Room

by J. Loop

You are inside a dead woman's best night when the courier knocks, and you think:…

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The Same Way Every Time

by J. Loop

You take the lanyard off the same way every time, which is how she knows. Left…

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The Unmuted Weight

by Lena Vasik

She knew before she heard him move that he was awake, the way she always knew, a…

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What the Dead Arranged

by Catherine Morrow

The dead woman's last feeling was the color of a Tuesday afternoon, and it took…

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What the Rig Kept

by Maraschino House

The rig was still running — she heard it before she saw the small amber pulse of…

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The Instrument Learns the Signal

by Lena Vasik

They had agreed, without agreeing, that this happened before the interface went…

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What the Room Kept

by Maraschino House

The room remembered her before he did. Solis felt it the way he always felt the…

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The Recall Light

by M. Coronado

She had archived eleven thousand dead people's last photographs, and she still d…

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Filed Under L

by M. Coronado

She knew his wife's last coherent feeling — longing, specific and directional —…

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Synapse

by Lena Vasik

The calibration room smelled like ozone and vanilla hand sanitizer. Dr. Lena Vas…

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Last Call at the Coronado

by Maraschino House

The rain had opinions about tonight. It came down sideways, personal, like it ha…

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Again, and Again, and

by Maraschino House

The first time, she does not know it is a loop. The hotel room is unremarkable,…

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Sicilian Defense

by Maraschino House

The chess clock was analog, the old kind with brass buttons on top, and every pr…

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