This is an anthology. It is not literary, as much as the cover might suggest otherwise. It's not even a themed anthology. However, it definitely staggers across all sorts of interstitial slipstreamed speculative fringes. It's got--well, look. There are space pirates. There's space cocaine. There might be a dragon (but probably not). And stuff definitely blows up. You're welcome. Space Cocaine contains fiction by Jessie Kwak, Gr Linnaea, Andrew McCollough, and Mark Teppo. They're the responsible ones.