Toasted Cake 46: The Mannequin's Itch by Kenneth Schneyer

Toasted Cake 46! In which the sky is grey flannel, and sometimes green.

The mannequin felt her skin itch whenever the sirens went off. 

(First appeared right here in Pedestal.) 

Kenneth Schneyer fades in and out of this reality according to the cycles of certain variable stars. His stories may be found in Analog, Strange Horizons, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Clockwork Phoenix 3, GUD, Abyss & Apex, Bull Spec, Ideomancer, The Drabblecast, and anonymous notes left in strangers' mailboxes. By day, he teaches legal studies and science fiction literature to college undergraduates. Born in Detroit, he now lives in Rhode Island with one singer, one dancer, one actor, and something striped and fanged that he sometimes glimpses out of the corner of his eye. You can bother him on Facebook, Twitter, and LiveJournal.


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