by Martha Wells in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
Juana thought this was bullshit. She had found the broken sailboat in the south wind and tried to pilot it to Hispaniola, but it wouldn’t go in the right direction. You’d think flying would be the hard part, but no, it was steering. And you’d think witches would be born knowing how to sail boats […]
by Lee Mandelo in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
From behind the desk-cum-checkout counter, Lucy said, “I’m sure you’ll find some good pieces. The family was super eager to clear the estate or I wouldn’t have been able to snatch the whole lot, and I’ll give you a deal, because obviously I overshot.” Hangers scraped on metal as Katrin sifted through the items on […]
by Elsa Sjunneson in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
There are people who want to convince you that science fiction, as a genre, is apolitical. That fantasy is, too. That because these stories don’t take place right now and right here that we shouldn’t put our nasty, dirty, filthy politics into the nice stories that give readers a chance at escape. “Don’t put politics […]
by Lynne M. Thomas & Michael Damian Thomas in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
Welcome to Uncanny Magazine Year 7! We hope that you will enjoy all that we have planned for the next six issues. We’re curating another year of art and beauty. Another year of provocative pieces that will make you think and feel. We are so excited to share all of these stories, poems, essays, interviews, […]
by Michi Trota in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
Paul: “What’s in the box?” Rev. Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam: “Pain.” The summer after my tatay died, I went into his study and pulled every single science fiction novel from the shelves to send to Reading, Pennsylvania, where I was moving to start high school and live with my mother’s oldest brother and his […]
by K.A. Doore in Uncanny Magazine Issue Thirty-Seven
We live in interesting times. Some of us have always lived in interesting times. What’s different now is we can all agree that these times? They sure are interesting. There’s trauma and pain everywhere you look. Even a casual greeting at the grocery store includes an implicit shared understanding that this shit sucks. Yet, we […]
