The year 3000. The suburbs. ‘It’s state of the art. One trillion pixels in that sunset alone.’ Nia’s husband turned to her, his body bristled with excitement. ‘Well? Aren’t you going to say something?’ She studied the three-dimensional projection on their living room wall. The quivering burnt orange, the wisps of coral and silver and … More Futureset


Must label the pasta containers and rearrange the cans, Ella thought as she sat on the floor of the pantry. The terracotta tiles were cold and the light flickered as if it might expire. She hugged her legs and counted to twenty, the shrill wails of her children far away. I’m alone, she mused. All … More Escape