when biotech takes over and investigations are led by AI forensics...
Detectives are bohemians; they're the misfit rebels, thinkers, poets, the last stand of the humanists, who refuse to let tech solve the world's problems and fight the world's crimes.
In our own future,
They’re growing flowers on the moon
In the darkness of that cold rock in space
And yet the soil of my heart
Lies barren,
A frozen, desert waste ungraced
by a single seed:
A dead dandelion,
A wish on the breeze
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SHORT STORY COLLECTION
Darkness and light...
For one night, the world will turn out its lights, so that many may see the stars for the first time...
A woman writes an imagined history for a lighthouse that no longer faces the sea, but instead stares down a giant cement wall...
A collection of stories about imagined futures and the people who will live them.
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