I sat between two aliens on the Bakerloo Line the other day. At first I thought they were men dressed in shiny silver foil with clothes hangers as antennae, but on closer inspection, their scaly skin was not well applied face paint but a true algae pigment, and their webbed fingers were not artificially attached, but biologically correct. They boarded… Read it
Rebecca is a New Zealander based in London. By day she works as a Database Administrator at an online mapping company, by night a collector of currency she can't use. She hopes to one day publish a flash fiction collection exploring moments in the lives of elderly men.