LACKINGTON'S

speculative prose

The Water-Bearer and the Hawk-King, by H. Pueyo

  I Once there was a king, neither handsome nor kind, whose domain extended through the entire Misty Peak. This kingdom, known then as Zaltana, was splendorous, surrounded by a … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

A Map to a Future Unlike Any Past, by Karolina Fedyk

1. An unwanted blessing. There is a vagabond sleeping in the king’s forests, huddled in a cradle of tree roots. If you creep upon them when they don’t expect it—and … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

Heavy Reprises of a Dark Berceuse, by Priya Sridhar

I. Moderato General Tanager pressed a gloved hand to the nearest pillar and studied the lines that formed beneath it as she left a smouldering print. She curled her lip … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

Report on the Wren Queen’s Dementia, by Rhonda Eikamp

(Content note for suicide)   The kind of thing she says Back in those days our birds would give us dreams and then we would know what to do with … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

The House of the Camphor, by Mina Ikemoto Ghosh

On the way to the House of the Camphor, Tsubomi spotted the three-legged crow. She squeezed Tomie’s hand, pointing as it sprang silent as an apostrophe from a cedar. It … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

The Capacity to Serve, by Simon Christiansen

Penguins are tiny tuxedo-clad dwarven butlers, looking deceptively fit to serve, but with two useless flippers, incapable of carrying even a simple tray with a cup of tea and maybe … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

The Litany of Feathers, by Sharon J. Gochenour

Thunderbolt approached the Great Egg with a bit of librarian’s hand in her beak. She bobbed her head, graciously; she shook her small wattles, zealously; she twitched her tail, respectfully; … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

Wite Cro, by Natasha C. Calder

Thissa tail o’tha Neer-Longago, wen tru things an dreemins stil walkt won b-side th’otha in tha Haf-Wuds. Na person now can visit ther, fer tha Haf-Wuds r longsins rottid away, … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

Shaman, by Damien Mckeating

I am the dream-bringer and the spell-singer. I travel far and wide, on dawn chorus and eventide. My people listen when I talk, for I walk the pathways of the … Continue reading

May 1, 2020

Kairo’s Flock, by Avra Margariti

The north wind through the mountains flutes its reedy tune at night. Ocean-salted rain crushes down the cottage’s roof like the fists of gods. The birds are agitated, but this … Continue reading

May 1, 2020