- A Deleted Scene from Steve Harmon’s debut film Monster — By Amanda Burch
- “A Day At Work” by TD Baker
- An Excerpt from “Real? : An Analysis of Phillip K. Dick’s Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep” — By Ryan Davis
- Untitled — By Adam Germain
- Lost Page of Victor Frankenstein’s Journal — by Chelsea Wise
- Lettie — by Kelsey Lapping
- An Excerpt from the Journal of James Fenimore Cooper — by James Leindecker
- Untitled — By Lindsay Nowitzke
Empty chairs face
the pallid walls
As time slowly crawls
And the length of the day draws on.
We have all gone to Mars
There is nowhere
to go for lunch
And no saucers, not even on the shelf.
Monet’s work is hung to color the room,
But only succeeds in being acknowledged.
A chill bites the air as the heater is turned on.
Soon it will be time to leave,
Only to return in the morning
To do it all over.
Time is an illusion.
Lunchtime doubly so.