Dominick Rabrun

Aug 24, 2023 | escapepod.org | R.S.A. Garcia |Valerie Valdes |Dominick Rabrun |Clockpunk Studios

By R.S.A. GarciaThe attendants set little bowls shaped like flower petals in front Sebastian and Olly. Steam drifted upward, redolent of fresh herbs and a hint of lime. Bits of white flesh speckled with green seasonings, and rolled dumplings floated in a golden broth. “You must be hungry by now,” Sticky said. “I made this fresh earlier today. But of course, you know that. I dropped an entire pot–”“This is mom’s fish broth, isn’t it?” Olly said in a low voice, staring at the delicate transparent bowl.

Mar 14, 2023 | pseudopod.org | Alex Jennings |Dominick Rabrun |Clockpunk Studios

Them Doghead BoysBy Alex JenningsThings got bad bad once the Ravels was gone. Five-Oh swooped down and arrested damnear eighty of them and after that wasn’t nobody on the corners slingin but things wasn’t no safer. Up at the corner of Brainard and Josephine there was a murder at five or six in the evening. I say “murder” cause what else you’d call it? Wasn’t even boys from the neighborhood.