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May 31, 2021
The Empress and the Blood Contract
Sofie glanced down at her communicator and couldn’t help but smile. The empress had summoned her. She sucked in a deep breath and cinched the last fastening of her gown …
May 24, 2021
Live Virtual Fiction Readings Starting Sunday May 30, 2021
On Sunday evening of May 30, 2021, I will be kicking off my monthly series of live, 30-minute online fiction readings via Zoom. The readings will begin at 7:00 PM …
May 23, 2021
Tribute
Rastaman gone astray, the devout artist had adopted flesh for his canvas. Everything about him was dark, including the curl of his brows. Including his countenance when he eased back …
Witch and Spider
Whips of lightning cracked the dreary night’s fragile shell. The sea was a harridan, driving away what little warmth was left in the wind. The beastly sky rumbled. The earth …
May 22, 2021
Reckoning
Tirol’s skin is white. Porcelain white, or maybe more like those milky treasures that mysteriously vanished from under your pillow while you slept when you were six. Yes, you still …
May 21, 2021
The Spoken Word Version of Lightning is an NFT
The spoken word version of my free, verse poem titled Lightning went on sale as an NFT on the OpenSea platform last night. If you follow me on Twitter, you …
Memento Mori
Ivy arrived on the ragged edge of a storm. It was wet, wild, and humid in the Myakka boonies. At first, she simply sat there in the borrowed red Corolla, …
May 20, 2021
Space Age Mermaid
Sulily sleeps suspended inside a transparent, cylindrical womb filled with luminous blue fluid. Her suit sticks to her body like a second skin and has knobby nodes that run up …
Stigmatic Young Gods
He’s a cliché, the all too solemn, emotionally vampiric type. Burdened by the nose ring, the deviant sex habit, and the penchant for poisoning his patients, he’s the Dr. I-Know-Every-Fucking-Thing …
The Quiet One
I remember sitting on my great-uncle’s verandah as a kid, watching Star Trek through the living room’s glass-paned window. I remember the voice of Captain Jean Luc Picard speaking of …
Tonya R. Moore
Tonya R. Moore blogs at Substack. Expect microfiction, short story/novella/novelette/novel excerpts, fiction reviews and recommendations, and other interesting tidbits too.
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