"Leson," a new short fiction, appears in the print edition of
Conjunctions:68 Inside Out: Architectures of Experience. Here's the opening:
Leson, it seems, is stuck even in his words and cannot think of another way to say it, so he repeats to this doctor the refrain his brain has lately taken up: I am stuck. Can you help? To which question what can a doctor answer? Maybe see a specialist? The unit’s diag- nostic program, confused by Leson’s complaint, had sounded its chime and sent him here. Now this doctor was sending him elsewhere. No one respects the gravity of my condition, Leson thinks.
The rest of the issue is stellar:
http://www.conjunctions.com/print/archive/conjunctions68
