Closing the door, Yelena felt absurd, hiding from her mom in her own home. The room looked like an old-fashioned study, the kind in historical holofeeds, with a wooden desk and books printed on dead… [more]
here in wyandot county ohio a willow tree weeps at the woods in a bleeding jealous rage that he’s all the way out here and they are all the way in there step fathers and… [more]
Martian Lit’s first book, Julian Darius’s Watching People Burn, is now available for purchase. The original historical screenplay dramatizes the Bath school disaster, an coordinated terrorist attack in rural Michigan in 1927 that blew up a… [more]
Wilbur lay on his side, his wrinkly face pressed into a padded black helmet. The helmet’s soft leather interior concealed a large array of electrodes. His long tongue hung from his mouth and appeared stuck… [more]
You were once broken in two by the River Styx, and I pulled you from the iceberg and called you Father. To the left, down the Champs-Elysees, the children sing Christmas carols to jack-o-lanterns; the… [more]
A merry little vibration against her clitoris awakened Yelena Moulin. Jack, her psychiatrist, had recommended the device, which looked like a suction cup dangling on a string from a short straw and recharged itself on… [more]
For at least 113 years, humans have stereotyped Martians as invaders, as butchers, as sadists, as strange-looking monsters, and even as rapists of white women.
Our website has now launched, including our “About Us” page, which contains crucial information about our mission.