by Joseph S. Pete    The astronauts roamed around the barren but brightly hued Martian landscape with a stratospheric sense of purpose and historical import. The atmosphere was thin, the iron oxide-heavy soil as reddish as a ginger’s beard and the gravity weaker than a beach resort cocktail. They still couldn’t jump as unbounded and … Continue reading Mars


by Talia Hale   Winter’s cold draped over Almut like a thin blanket as she stepped gingerly through the snow. Even with the door shut behind her, she could still hear the festive music and drunken laughter inside. The massive yule log her father had chosen for the village was still roasting slowly away inside, … Continue reading Yule


by Talia Hale 1. He places the egg he’s found into her tiny hands, where it sits round and plump and blue like an opal. She is staring in awe, mouth agape. 2. “Be careful,” he tells her. “Be gentle. Let’s take it home.” His voice is hushed, as if a single overbearing syllable would crack … Continue reading Summer