All That I Ever Wanted
By Tara L. Campbell
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I stood outside the apartment of a sexbot. As I had approached the door, a glass plate erected at a comfortable angle that met
The Song of Sqia'lon Seven
By Tara L. Campbell
“We don't have time for this,” Captain Halorin Von muttered over my shoulder. He leaned hard on the back of
SUNSCRAPER
By Tara L. Campbell
Chapter One
Sunlight glinted off the dark panels lining the small plane’s wingspan. Mila Rogus banked the plane gently to the left. Nearby, her flight partner, Reggie,
In 1986, the 99th U.S. Congress pased the Columbia River Gorge National Scenic Area Act. I was too young to know what any of it meant but I felt the outcry and anger in the community, and I sensed the fear that permeated. I grew up hearing it called the "fucking Gorge Act" by all but a few.