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Ephemera

Tonya R. Moore
 

“Get yer head outa yer ass, Boots!” Bowman yelled back at the youngster sleeping at the back of his wagon. “Time to earn your keep.” Boots jerked awake to a smattering of guffaws and low chuckles. She grinned back at the other […]

Shelter

Tonya R. Moore
 

Twilla’s Beast was hollow-bellied, the lumbering juggernaut, a comfy shelter built just for her. Light years away, amid a war waged in space, an enemy warhead had blown a gaping hole into the back of its head, leaving a gnarly mess of […]

Green Day

Tonya R. Moore
 

Debbie Dent wore pastel pink to work on the day the world went straight to hell. That morning she’d come by the coffee shop where I worked, batting her fake eyelashes and bragging about her lavish Bora Bora vacation with her stinking […]

Tribute

Tonya R. Moore
 

Rasta man gone astray; the devout artist had adopted flesh for his canvas. Everything about him was dark, the curl of his brows, and even his countenance when he eased back and stood, studying his handiwork. The silent woman in the claw-toed […]