You are listening to a Clarksville magazine podcast. I'm your host and narrator, Kate Baker. Welcome to the

first story for February, 26, issue 233. I hope that this podcast finds you as well as possibly can be

all things considered. I want to thank you for spending this time with us for supporting us,

because we cannot do this without you. So if you are a subscriber, if you've gone to patreon.com for us

slash Clark's World, if you've checked a few bucks our way via donation, or you've gone to the

website to see the other myriad ways that you can support us each and every month, thank you.

We simply cannot do this without you. And this has brought yet another

month of fabulous stories. Leading off for February is Remember Me in the Meat and is by Sarah Pauling.

Sarah Pauling is a higher education professional in Seattle, a graduate of the viable Paradise

Workshop. Her stories have appeared in places like Strange Horizons,

Escape Pod, and the Shirley Jackson Award-winning anthology, A-Septic and Faintly Sadistic,

an anthology of hysteria fiction. In her spare time, she sings barbershop harmony and reads comics

in order to complain about them. And if you like what you hear, you can go back to

Shining Bursa and the listening post in

September 2022, informed consent logs from the Soul Swap Clinic, that's in February 2022,

and to study the old masters in the Prado at the end of the world, which was March 2021.

So, my dear listener, I hope that you can sit back, relax, and let me tell you

a story.

I know you don't remember me. Last night, your cult erased me from the memory of all mankind.

Each sister-discipl gave me a parting gift, knowing she'd forget me on the hour.

From Abby, a vintage deck of cards from Liv, a piece of petrified ginkgo, polished to shine.

A reminder, she'd said, a voice nearly lost to the server fans of the inner sanctum of mother guyah's resilience

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