I was just about nine years old when my mom told me my aunt had died. She wasn’t blood related to me, my Auntie Crystal. She was just someone who was there for my mother while she was struggling with addiction. I remember laying on the floor at 7am, after just finishing pulling one of my first all nighters, watching My Little Pony, clutching my stuffed dog, Cupcake, when my mom told me. She pul...

Coming out to yourself is hard. Telling yourself that you're something you never thought you were before, is hard. For me, I was gay, not a bad thing but something I had to come to terms with. I’ve been living with that information for a few years now in what we call “the closet”. Being a woman is oppressing enough; with things like pink tax, lower pay grade, less general human rights, and...

Silus West had a natural gift with words. You could ask him anything, even something he didn’t fully understand. He could make an understanding of anything you asked him to. He was forgiving, understanding, and in a boy’s shelter. 2067 was a tough time for young parents. Sexual reproduction had been claimed “over rated”, as Artificially Intelligent beings had began to spring into business, ...