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7,700 Words (Translated from Russian by Alex Shvartsman) Firstly, my name is Marcus. Grandma sumtimes calls me Marcy. Marcy is a girls name. I should make her stop caling me by a girls name. But I …The Lightning Bird
7,700 Words (Translated from Russian by Alex Shvartsman) Firstly, my name is Marcus. Grandma sumtimes calls me Marcy. Marcy is a girls name. I should make her stop caling me by a girls name. But I …The Lightning Bird
4,700 Words Gable began turning into a bird at night two days after her mother died. “Gable is a boy’s name,” one of the grandmothers said and turned her teacup in gnarled hands. A dark wart hung f…
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7,700 Words (Translated from Russian by Alex Shvartsman) Firstly, my name is Marcus. Grandma sumtimes calls me Marcy. Marcy is a girls name. I should make her stop caling me by a girls name. But I …The Lightning Bird
2017 Locus Recommended Short Story 6,100 words Kalyani had to stop and touch the Jambu trees lining the road, each exactly twice, or else her insides would itch. She counted as she walked. “Twelve.…Untilted
2017 Locus Recommended Short Story 6,100 words Kalyani had to stop and touch the Jambu trees lining the road, each exactly twice, or else her insides would itch. She counted as she walked. “Twelve.…Untilted
7,700 Words (Translated from Russian by Alex Shvartsman) Firstly, my name is Marcus. Grandma sumtimes calls me Marcy. Marcy is a girls name. I should make her stop caling me by a girls name. But I …
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2017 Locus Recommended Short Story 6,100 words Kalyani had to stop and touch the Jambu trees lining the road, each exactly twice, or else her insides would itch. She counted as she walked. “Twelve.…Untilted
800 Words Survival of the Fictitiousest Winner It was hot. The kind of hot that would make the devil himself pull out a fan. Everywhere Mauve looked was blurry, either from heat rising off the pave…An Unexpected Boon
800 Words Survival of the Fictitiousest Winner It was hot. The kind of hot that would make the devil himself pull out a fan. Everywhere Mauve looked was blurry, either from heat rising off the pave…An Unexpected Boon
2017 Locus Recommended Short Story 6,100 words Kalyani had to stop and touch the Jambu trees lining the road, each exactly twice, or else her insides would itch. She counted as she walked. “Twelve.…
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800 Words Survival of the Fictitiousest Winner It was hot. The kind of hot that would make the devil himself pull out a fan. Everywhere Mauve looked was blurry, either from heat rising off the pave…An Unexpected Boon
6,600 words The problem, of course, is that the world ended. She’s lying in her bed, staring at the sloping scribbles on the ceiling. Downstairs, the party continues as ever. Voices rise from the p…Cemetery Man
6,600 words The problem, of course, is that the world ended. She’s lying in her bed, staring at the sloping scribbles on the ceiling. Downstairs, the party continues as ever. Voices rise from the p…Cemetery Man
4,900 Words She lay bleeding upon her cartridge belts. She could not stand up. The piercing pain in her stomach would not allow it. Catalina raised her head, squinting. A man with a long coat, shin…
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6,600 words The problem, of course, is that the world ended. She’s lying in her bed, staring at the sloping scribbles on the ceiling. Downstairs, the party continues as ever. Voices rise from the p…Cemetery Man
2,900 Words Be careful with trusting navigation systems. Sometimes they lie. They say there is a place where world ships go when they know the end is close. A prism of stars, ravenous, burning like…The Edge of Things
2,900 Words Be careful with trusting navigation systems. Sometimes they lie. They say there is a place where world ships go when they know the end is close. A prism of stars, ravenous, burning like…The Edge of Things
6,600 words The problem, of course, is that the world ended. She’s lying in her bed, staring at the sloping scribbles on the ceiling. Downstairs, the party continues as ever. Voices rise from the p…
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2,900 Words Be careful with trusting navigation systems. Sometimes they lie. They say there is a place where world ships go when they know the end is close. A prism of stars, ravenous, burning like…The Edge of Things
SHORT FICTION: I was eight years old the first time I spoke to cancer.The Ghost Stories We Tell Around Photon Fires
SHORT FICTION: I was eight years old the first time I spoke to cancer.The Ghost Stories We Tell Around Photon Fires
2,900 Words Be careful with trusting navigation systems. Sometimes they lie. They say there is a place where world ships go when they know the end is close. A prism of stars, ravenous, burning like…
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SHORT FICTION: I was eight years old the first time I spoke to cancer.The Ghost Stories We Tell Around Photon Fires
Allegro con brio The night she came back, the Cut bled dimensions off onto the City … like every other night. Sinclair was ready for that day’s sunset. He’d been ready for the longest time. Alone i…The Best Friend We Never Had
Allegro con brio The night she came back, the Cut bled dimensions off onto the City … like every other night. Sinclair was ready for that day’s sunset. He’d been ready for the longest time. Alone i…The Best Friend We Never Had
Josie stared hard at the woman standing just outside the connecting hose’s exit. The expandable tubing she walked through was well-insulated, but for most of its length dimmer even than her ship ha…
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Allegro con brio The night she came back, the Cut bled dimensions off onto the City … like every other night. Sinclair was ready for that day’s sunset. He’d been ready for the longest time. Alone i…The Best Friend We Never Had
Witness the Meshing. What a crowd has gathered. Reappropriated gallows creak beneath the weight of eight brown bodies hanging. Their wrists are shackled with electric zip ties. Their bellies are sw…A Night Out at a Nice Place
Witness the Meshing. What a crowd has gathered. Reappropriated gallows creak beneath the weight of eight brown bodies hanging. Their wrists are shackled with electric zip ties. Their bellies are sw…A Night Out at a Nice Place
2,900 Words There was a peculiar kind of sadism, or was it masochism, involved in downlowing into a limbsuit and going out among the slowfolk. We’d get an especial chuckle when we’d strike up a con…
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Witness the Meshing. What a crowd has gathered. Reappropriated gallows creak beneath the weight of eight brown bodies hanging. Their wrists are shackled with electric zip ties. Their bellies are sw…A Night Out at a Nice Place
Aunt Dissy’s Policy Dream Book | Apex Magazine
Aunt Dissy’s Policy Dream Book | Apex Magazine
7,700 Words “Want some candy?” Aunt Dissy asked when I was seven. Delighted, I thrust open my hand. “Let me see it,” she said. She grabbed my hand before I could hide it in my pocket, forced me to …
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Cut, Cut, Cut | Apex Magazine
Cut, Cut, Cut | Apex Magazine
6,200 Words 1. “There’s a marked difference between brain functions, knowledge, and mental potentials,” Martin Hull said to Marilee Frith-DeGeorgio at Mike’s Steaks on 47th Street just east of Gran…
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Before and After | Apex Magazine
Before and After | Apex Magazine
For Jerry, there was a before — sitting on the train home from Connecticut, where he had been visiting his father, suspended in that agonizing twilight of life in which he was unable to distinguish…
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Jesus Christ, Reanimator | Apex Magazine
Jesus Christ, Reanimator | Apex Magazine
4,600 Words The Second Coming was something of a washout, if you remember. It lit up early-warning radar like a Christmas tree, of course, and the Israeli Air Force gave the heavenly host a respect…
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