Editorial

• "Nuke Fiction" -- Editor, Scott C. Carr

• "GAK, the Man, the Artist" -- A behind the scenes look at the enigmatic artist whose work graces the pages of AFM

Short Fiction

• "The Merchant, the Mayor and His Mutant" by David McArthur
  "With one gloved hand, it slowly unraveled the brown cloth shrouding its features. What was revealed left Victor in shock."

• "Nan" by Wolf Peterson
  "Heads raised tiredly as we passed. Dull eyes cautiously following Nan, glaring hatefully at me. I could feel their fevered, wordless minds, I was a traitor to them, they hated me for running with an ape. "

• "A Rat In the Rain" by Gregg Delcurla
  "And from that opening emerges our first visitor. Black, wet--sly and shy--he stands for a brief moment, surveying the topside world."

• "Jim Johnson" by Ross Goldstein
  "His shoes, though--his shoes were the real problem. The leather (if it ever had indeed been leather) was so entirely worn through so that only patches were left holding together the wafer thin soles..."

Series

• "The Man Who Sold Marionettes" by Gregg Delcurla
  "I was lost in its perfect little pantomime, hypnotized, convinced that at any moment it might just bite off the strings that gave it life, and trot off down the staircase into the city. I believed in the marionette."

• "Six Days In December: From the Journals of Jonathan Hemingway"
  by Justine Entrophe [Plain Text Version]
  "By anyone's definition, northern Montana is a cold place. From September through April bitter Canadian winds constantly blow down from the north. Little did we know, it was these same bitter winds which were to be our salvation. "

• "Wasteland Blues" by Andrew Conry-Murray and Scott C. Carr
  ""When you get to the wasteland, you'd better bottle your piss. You'll probably need it." He cackled, turned back to his pissing, and began to sing in a shrill, nasal voice. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me haaaaappy...""

• "Hot Dog and Crazy" by Christopher Wagner
  [Contains Explicit Violence and Mature Content --Ed]"Twenty-six pancakes and nine dead waitresses later, they rode off in the jeep, satisfied. They drove into the city at ninety-five miles an hour. They had roughly seven hundred dollars apiece from knocking over the IHOP. "

• "To Drive the Cold Winter Away" by G.W. Thomas
  "The window was hard to navigate with only one arm. I threw out my pack first then kneeled on the sill and just kind of let myself fall out. The roof was slippery but I crossed quickly, eyes ever open for Man-Bats and Sky-liners."

• "The Thousand Year Nixon" by Synne Christian
  "He pulls the trigger as I swing up my briefcase, and the rapid burst of fire takes out three innocents, as the gun goes spinning off into the air. There is an explosion of sparks and falling glass as the bullets strafe the ceiling, and the airport is transformed into a screaming hysterical mob... "