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Berlin Ben’s Big Night Out in Subtopian

Corin Reyburn

Berlin Ben

Subtopian Magazine Issue 6 is here, featuring “Berlin Ben’s Big Night Out”, a Subterran story aiming to satisfy your tech, German, and gender bending fetishes.

I conduct experiments on the fly. Nobody knows about them and 75 percent are failures. When something does hit though, oh boy. It’s like all the Generik card-giving days at once. Like knowing you’re smarter than everyone else in your class. It’s like being plugged into an electric socket designed specifically for satisfaction. Things start moving into place and you can’t turn back.

I was twelve when I had my first big success. Invented a love-o-meter that analyzed how truly in love a pair of individs were, by means of chemical responses in the brain and so forth. I tested it on my mother and father. This was followed by crying, shouting, and a stubby lawyer with parts of his beard missing.

My mother made me put the machine away, and from then on I had to invent in secret….read more at Subtopian

cheers,
– Corin

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Hypocrite Wedding in Subtopian

Corin Reyburn

Hypocrite WeddingVol. 5 of Subtopian Magazine is out. This month it features the short story Hypocrite Wedding, set in the universe of my someday-forthcoming novel, Subterran. So come on down to Infrastratos Headquarters, we have complimentary Gummy Tummies for your everyday needs–pop just a few of these and you’ll be ready to dance the night away.

Also in this issue, I enjoyed Jeff Costello’s “Road Notes”, a little slice of modern-day Americana. Katie Wilson’s “Wunderland in Candyland” is excellent; Trevor Richardson’s editor’s note and his article “Overturning Citizens United v. Federal Election Commission and Why That’s Way More Interesting Than It Sounds” are spot-on.

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The True Unerring Secrets of Utopia

Corin Reyburn

The True Unerring Secrets of UtopiaMy novelette, The True Unerring Secrets of Utopia, is in this month’s issue of Subtopian Magazine; a cautionary tale about what happens when you stay in one town for too long.

“Ed had both won and lost the Cold War. He was the local authority on everything, was there when the town was founded and when it burned down seventeen times. He didn’t care that everyone he had once known had gone missing; he never liked them anyway. Ed’s wife Sallie was an 107-year-old barmaid. She had the most perky little breasts and golden blonde hair that went on for days. They could both remember when postage stamps were 9 cents. Ed went through a period in his life where he preferred boys to girls and that’s how we got to know each other. Every time I looked at him I thought of an Old West saloon, all guns and poker and whiskey you could run your car on. I used to fantasize that he owned a cathouse and that I worked for him and was his favorite. You’d think he would chew tobacco a lot and barbeque hot dogs but he was a vegetarian. I never really knew Ed. He was a permanent resident in town but he always seemed to be away on vacation.”

Read the rest here if you desire, and have a gander at some of the other great stories, poems and articles housed in Vol. 4.

Cheers,
– Corin