The Yearbook Office is spending a month out in the vast reaches of space, charting the stars all by our lonesome selves.
Age 5 Your mom’s brother, your Uncle Corky, dies. Your mom seems upset and you’re ...
For the past several months, I’ve been in hell. An ice cold, isolated hell courtesy ...
By the time you read this, I’ll be 50 years old, I’ll be on Mars, and this book will ...
Every time I've ever had a haircut, I've felt like a Roman emperor. Decadent, with people ...
Content Warning: This story addresses the topic of suicide. The artificial sun glints, ...
The seal indicators clicked to green so I cycled the airlock. The soft puff as the last ...
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“There are bats living in these trees.” “Excuse me?” “Read the sign. Bats ...
In 2015, we didn’t yet know that when somebody said, “I’d like to go to Mars someday,” ...
Greetings, and welcome to the Void! We hope you enjoy your time spent drifting into infinity, ...
Laura was going to be late. She had an hour to de-plane, get her bag from the baggage ...