A micro-update in a hundred words (with a one word title, of course). Normally I would be opening submissions for the September issue now....

Prep the subs, check your oxygen, take a deep breath (those of you without gills), and prepare to dive dive dive! Welcome to issue twelve, 1...

by Stephanie Hutton Something broke the natural stillness of the pond. She stirred; eyes unused to opening. Someone was there. At long, lo...

by John Xero Sylvie pulled the kelp tight about herself, denying the playful tide’s tugging fingers. She’d been dallying with the squid bo...

by R.S. Bohn Toes hunted through muck, finding a sharp curve and lifting the shell to the basket slung from her neck. No arms don't ...

by Amanda Martin Sandino Me and June, we go out to the ocean with our raw anger. Take the chaos out to sea. Not that it’s much of an ocean...

by Shannon Bell “Psst, hey you. Yeah that’s right, you. Fuck me, enough is enough mate. Look at this dump. A glass bowl and some sand; lik...

by Voima Oy Under the ice of Enceladus, there is an ocean. What life might live there, with no need of the sun? We built a robot named A...

by John Xero “I can’t stand it,” Carmen muttered. Joel stroked her hair, silver since birth, only now suiting her age. “Can’t stand wh...

by Daniel Gooding A red cloud spread across the sky, blotting out the picturesque image of the farmstead occupying the lower half of the p...

by Margaret McGoverne “Tunnel construction began in 1825...” The guide dripped factoids; she concentrated on her footing. The floor was we...

by Sara Cordair Krikkri should’ve been excited, since it was initiation day. Still, she couldn’t suppress the sensation of minnows in her ...

by Helen Dring Irma counts to ten before she feels the rough of Mansky's hand against her neck. "Three minutes," he whispe...

by Christopher L. Malone He couldn’t see her, save for the blue flashes of lightning illuminating her hugged knees, goose fleshed arms, an...

by D. D. Syrdal The water rushed in when the last townspeople had gone, filling the valley, covering houses, schools, churches. Cemeteries...

by R.S. Bohn For twelve hours, Celia stood underwater in the frozen veggies aisle at Kroger. That's what happens when you die during a...

Welcome to the end, or the beginning. The serpent is not eating its own tail, just unsure which end is tail and which is head. If today is...