He lay the quill down beside his Manifesto, reaching to close the cap on the near-empty inkwell. Continue reading “But the People Can’t Wait”
“You’re telling me there are seven new human-habitable planets, a mere 40 years away light-speed distance?” She looked at him, eyebrow raised. Continue reading “Migration to ‘TRAPPIST-1’?”
There was little light in the cellar, but it was nothing to the darkness of the army of boot heels sinking into the bloody ground overhead. Continue reading “What Darkness Inspires”
Her 1997 Honda rocked and groaned through the narrow city streets.
She knew the moment her car crossed from affluent to impoverished neighborhood. Continue reading “For the Public Good”