Biba Jibun by Eugie Foster read by Kara Grace When the train arrived, it was jammed with commuters: students, salarymen, and office ladies. I squeezed into the last car, and more bodies pushed in behind me. My stomach churned, assaulted by cloying perfume, stale cigarette smoke, and sour sweat. I was so intent upon not … Continue reading Pseudopod 265: Biba Jibun