"Maybe I am not a cemetery yet, at least for this month, and Betha is here to check up on me? Her diffused atoms and electrical impulses, undying from the…

“Lagao started from a whisper on the street. It had been an ordinary word before the Protocol: touchapplyaffection. Through careful manipulation of the oxytocin pathway, it attempted to simulate the…

“Raja wanted the ghost of his mother to be gone. But the firm which eternalized her had been sued into oblivion, leaving behind thousands of untethered souls stuck in digital…

“The morning Fast Local didn’t just board passengers; it swallowed you whole; digested you in a belly of rusted steel, being pressed so tightly against the damp, salt-stained clothes of…

“Brother eats the memory. Using his biosynthetic implants in my brain, he records and synthesizes the synaptic patterns. He waddles to his terminal and plugs a thin silver cable into…

“South Asian folklore is full of stories about the monstrous feminine. From the shape-shifting jinns of Islamic mythology to the many female spirits of regional folkloric traditions—petni and shakchunni in…