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Letter from the Editors – Issue #1
Our family has always been obsessed with the strange and horrifying. We figured that everyone else was, too. It wasn’t until later in our lives we learned that falling asleep hoping for a nightmare was a little weird. As children, we’d all wake up in the dead of night, intentionally, synchronously, to play games…
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A Love of Bicycles in the Violent Now
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 Brandon Case I hide, panting, air whistling through my gills. A full moon paints the docks silver, forcing me to cower behind a brick building lest my stupid, glittery scales draw attention. Peering around an unnaturally-straight wall, I see them. Eight men riding bicycles. Such erotic beauty,…
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Mamaborg’s Milk and the Brilliance of Gems
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 D.A. Xiaolin Spires Luqiong jumps past the fence and she ducks under one of the ferrying carts of the communications warehouse. She taps on the pylo plating of the cart, making sure it’s thick enough. Her database analyzes the sound of the tap and accepts that it…
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The House That Leapt Into Forever
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 Beth Goder The house loved all six of his rooms. Each day, he would send the cleaning bots to sweep and buff and shine. First, to the fiasco room, with its glossy switches. In the room of peonies, the bots moved carefully, placing a calculated amount of…
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Bait
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 Rowan Hill No matter how deep we dug, she always seemed to be sinking. Sprouting like a thorny weed in an impotent soil, the young woman, no older than eighteen, wore an oily rag for a blouse. Found on a late August afternoon up to her pits…
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Creation as an Act of Atonement
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 Lex Chamberlin Cilla’s hand drips with coagulated muck as she grips the dead heart above her work. The soggy brain sits in place already behind the construction’s marigold eyes, laced roots for a scalp, a string of mums for a mouth. She’d had to handle the lattermost…
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Littlefeet
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 John K. Peck I shimmered into a summer afternoon, summoned by the smell of cut grass and the roar of machines revving in the warm, still air: a good day to sing. I crossed palatial suburban gardens with cement fountains and meticulous lawns until I came to…
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Between the Blinds
The Phantom Pulse #1 | May 2026 Amanda Cecelia LangCW: car accident My window blinds have a missing slat. Through it, I see things I don’t want to see. The missing slat opens a horizontal wound in the dusty wooden blinds, an inside peek at the outside world. A spyhole to escape this sickly…
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Issue #1 – May 2026
Editorial“Letter from the Editors“ Original Fiction“Between the Blinds” by Amanda Cecelia Lang“Creation as an Act of Atonement” by Lex Chamberlin“Littlefeet” by John K. Peck“Bait” by Rowan Hill Reprint Fiction“The House that Leapt Into Forever” by Beth Goder“Mamaborg’s Milk and the Brilliance of Gems” by D.A. Xiaolin Spires“A Love of Bicycles in the Violent Now”…