Short Fiction

Short Fiction from issues of Apex Magazine

Hiraeth: Tragedy in Four Acts

by on May 2, 2017 in Short Fiction | 2 comments

4,000 Words “I fell,” said the cyborg, and for a moment his audience stood astounded, waiting for the larger speech, the longer explanation. None came. “I fell,” he said once, and spoke no further. “Did you not plan—?” A voice interrupted the heavy silence, courageous with curiosity....

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The Three-tongued Mummy

by on May 2, 2017 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

7,400 Words In the flickering amber torchlight, the mummy’s skin was burnished sienna where Jackson peeled the rotting bandages off. When Jackson pressed fore and middle fingers to the slender collarbones, the skin crinkled like tissue beneath the warmth and weight of a living body....

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How Lovely Is the Silence of Growing Things

by on May 2, 2017 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

5,000 Words We ate all the spiders we could find. It was the easiest way. Once they decided they wanted to be inside you, it was better to choke the damn things down than have them crawl into your ears while you slept. Mel had a jar of peanut butter and we made sure to smear a little on...

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Cut, Cut, Cut

by on Apr 4, 2017 in Short Fiction | 2 comments

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 Grand Central Station. The time was 6:46 p.m. on a clear and bright Tuesday in late May. This...

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Say, She Toy

by on Apr 4, 2017 in Short Fiction | 8 comments

2,600 Words “Say I’m a nigger bitch.” “I am. A nigger. Bitch.” “Say it right: I am a nigger bitch!” “I am … a nigger bitch.” “Yes. You are.” The man stared. He looked like a picture of the Christ figure, the holy symbol that humans often use to assure themselves of their own value, their...

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The Selkie Wives

by on Apr 4, 2017 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

3,100 Words In the beginning, the story goes like this: a fisherman brings home a selkie wife. He spies the maidens bathing in the salt-cove by the sea, their great, glistening seal skins heaped on a stone. When the sun begins to slip from the sky, the sisters slide into their coats,...

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