A literary magazine for fiction that lives at the edge of what's possible. Sci-fi. Horror. Dark fantasy. The uncanny. Whatever Bradbury would have read.
Fourteen months in the orbit of an ice giant, and the only warm thing Sergeant Korr owns is his rifle — because the rifle is alive. On the frozen moon below, the people who made that warmth are at war with the people who turned it into a weapon. A story about the cold, and the one creature on Ashmother warm enough to be worth killing.
Read the Story →Ray Douglas Bradbury (1920–2012) kept his writing room full of strange objects — masks, toys, odd relics, things that didn't belong together. He believed the unconscious mind makes connections the conscious mind refuses to attempt.
The Bradbury is a literary magazine for fiction that carries that same instinct. Not one genre. Not one register. Wonder and dread, sometimes simultaneously. The specific detail that detonates. The thing almost seen.
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