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The Seventh Floor

The Seventh Floor - story

Mohammed Salah Rajeh

You wanted me a slave bought and sold You wanted me in despair joyless.   ***   The distance between one floor and another was months and years. Sometimes the lift was crowded. Sometimes it…

The Smuggler

The Smuggler - story

Iftach Alony

“The invention of the soul allows us to conceive of the body as a parasite. Hands can be objects that are devoid of feeling during the day but soft and tender at night. These actions…

The Picture Horse

The Picture Horse - story

Pu Sung-ling

A certain Mr. Ts’ui, of Lin-ch’ing, was too poor to keep his garden walls in repair, and used often to find a strange horse lying down on the grass inside. It was a black horse…

The Universe of Things

The Universe of Things - story

Gwyneth Jones

The alien parked its car across the street and came and sat down in the waiting room. He must have seen this happen, peripherally. But he was busy settling the bill with a middle-aged woman…

Interview With an Assassin

Interview With an Assassin - story

Daan Heerma van Voss

The low sun, the brass bands, the President’s face blazing with self-confidence. Everyone over thirty can still bring the images to mind. The President, who was on an official visit to Afrasia, a turbulent and…

The Day By Day Mosque

The Day By Day Mosque - story

Mortada Gzar

This vinegar is exactly ninety-nine years old, if the calculations I jotted down on my calendar of motivational quotes are correct, because the perfume was produced exactly a week before the enormous concrete head of…

Mortimer Gray’s History of Death

Mortimer Gray’s History of Death - story

Brian Stableford

1   I was an utterly unexceptional child of the twenty-ninth century, comprehensively engineered for emortality while I was still a more-or-less inchoate blastula and decanted from an artificial womb in Naburn Hatchery in the…

Inside Outdoors

Inside Outdoors - story

Martín Felipe Castagnet

The giant is starting to rot and Minerval still has no news from the man that’s dreaming it. The programmer must be sick, she thinks: if he were dead the forest would dissolve and then…

Jabir Sabeel

Jabir Sabeel - story

Mansour Mohammad El Souwaim

1.   Citizen Jabir Sabeel awoke to the alarm of his Nokia mobile phone at exactly 6:05. He tried, like every morning, to cover his face with a pillow, but he felt an awful weakness….

The Pink Tuber

The Pink Tuber - story

Vladimir Sorokin

On Thursday Anna found out that she was pregnant. When she came home from work, she didn’t start dinner but instead sat at the tiny kitchen table, put her gaunt hands on the new oilcloth,…