Short Fiction

Short Fiction from issues of Apex Magazine

You Too Shall Be Psyche

by on Feb 20, 2017 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

5,800 Words Reva’s lungs were burning and her sweaty calves were coated in sand by the time she started up the side of the last dune. She’d snuck away from the camp by starlight, with her breath pluming behind her in the bitter cold, but now the sun was up and bright and hot. She’d...

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St. Theophilus the Penitent

by on Feb 14, 2017 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

250 Words 2017 Valentine’s Flash Fiction Winner The printing nozzles skittered back and forth with eerie grace, laying strands of snow-white tendon over black carbon-fiber bone. Wyatt didn’t watch. He knew that in 24 hours the artificial muscle would dissolve, leaving a base...

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Butterfly Man

by on Feb 14, 2017 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

250 Words 2017 Valentine’s Flash Fiction Winner She watched him basking in the dawn by the river, the butterfly man. She gave chase, with net and long legs, and he was eagerly captivated.  She held her breath and him close, and he stayed still in her hands. I love you, he said. She...

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As Long as You Can Stand It

by on Feb 14, 2017 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

250 Words 2017 Valentine’s Flash Fiction Winner Tucked in the curtains of her balcony, the girl watches the parade march below, but she cannot feel the scorch of it. The crowds shout with gleaming teeth and poison tongues, the voices of madmen and soothsayers, creatures with glass...

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The Bells

by on Feb 13, 2017 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

4,700 Words Trigger Warning: Implied Sexual Assault “She doesn’t taste like anything,” the patron said, setting me down. “Not a damn thing—how remarkable.” Bishop frowned and grabbed me around the waist, fingers tightening around my abdomen. He licked my cheek. I knew I should have felt...

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Queen of Dirt

by on Feb 7, 2017 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

5,700 Words Brit lowered her wooden sword and sighed. She loved her students. But the girls kept hesitating, getting hung up on the moves, lagging behind. The three boys in the class of nine had stayed with her through the form, but when they thought she wasn’t looking they whaled at the...

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