Category: Jason Lairamore

  Herculean Love By Jason Lairamore   Blake Stavely, the mechanic, stood at the plastic window in the communal room curling a twenty five pound bar of lead stock with his left hand. With the gravity on this planet at...

Caught in that Imperialistic Rhythm by Jason Lairamore      Two moons, one a light blue at crescent, the other a dull gray at full, cast their light upon the jungle-covered land of the planet called Twelve. Beneath the canopy,...