"Interview with a Human" (2015) by Diana Thayer
Who are you?
The last human, as far as the market is concerned, though I wouldn't expect you to recognize it. I haven't worn flesh since we mined the sun.
Why not?
Flesh has a price, and I have no means to pay. I leased my consciousness to a corporation without a name. I sold the skin and organs my parents gave me to a recycling firm to pay the deposit.