The Escape
Aleksi is out in the sticks - orphaned, in the care of his aunt Klara, who can't work out what to do with him. She has problems of her own, her brain gone to carbon from all the space missions she flew. She is a hero of the Union, exiled despite her status. The Escape, my tale of canals and cosmodromes, and electricity employed in the service of gratuitous blue murder, is out now in the excellent #Squawkback magazine.
In Herzegovina, near the Town of Gorjad
His noise stopped soon after, though, when somebody broke into his place, smashed his guitar to bits, then filled his amplifier with olive oil from Herzegovina, the groves near the town of Gorjad, and kicked his speakers in. The picturesque and the appalling come together in my latest story, In Herzegovina, near the Town of Gorjad, out in Jerry Jazz Musician now.
In Herzegovina, near the Town of Gorjad
“Wars come and go,” I said to Dzanka. “Governments rise and fall. Borders change. Olive groves get… burned.” Dzanka looked at me closely. Did she see a fire in my eyes? Maybe she did. “Whole peoples get rubbed out.” I recovered my thread. “But DJs, their haircuts stay the same.” Dzanka smiled despite herself, and coughed out a laugh. The picturesque and the appalling come together in my latest story, In Herzegovina, near the Town of Gorjad, out in Jerry Jazz Musician now.
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