It seems like, in another life, another place, we knew each other. Is that an illusion? Is it true? Why is that other life, whether real or not, intruding on this one? Is it because the earth's magnetic pole keeps moving?
There may be more questions than answers in "Polar Shift," a remarkable story by Miriam (Mir) Seidel, just published in Bourbon Penn. She's the author of our novel The Speed of Clouds, in which young sci-fi fans of the 1990s explore the depths of their imaginations and their own complicated personal needs.
The new story is set in the future, in the still-frozen north. Maybe it was human intervention that preserved the north while much of the rest of the earth burned up. Maybe it was luck. Somehow human life continues, in a fragile state. Mentally as well as physically, the characters are near the edge.
Give it a read if you'd like some relief from this summer's heat waves. The characters eat frozen shad, which at this point sounds like a treat. We too are near the edge.