Apex Magazine

Code Green

History doesn’t often linger on the details of messy aftermaths, those inevitable compatriots of vast dreams and noble intentions. Whatever survivors emerge become preoccupied with surviving, too distracted by necessity...

Code Green

History doesn’t often linger on the details of messy aftermaths, those inevitable compatriots of vast dreams and noble intentions. Whatever survivors emerge become preoccupied with surviving, too distracted by necessity...

Come Here, Ofelia

They found her at the start of the first spring rains. The culverts were clogged with leaves and surgical masks and used needles that surely must have swirled around her...

Come Here, Ofelia

They found her at the start of the first spring rains. The culverts were clogged with leaves and surgical masks and used needles that surely must have swirled around her...

The Fate You Choose

I This story is short. You are Atalanta, hero, Greek. The virgin hunter, raised in the wilds by Artemis. When a great boar ravages Calydon, you join the hunters pursuing...

The Fate You Choose

I This story is short. You are Atalanta, hero, Greek. The virgin hunter, raised in the wilds by Artemis. When a great boar ravages Calydon, you join the hunters pursuing...

Liecraft

For a long time now I’d been practicing liecraft five or six times before breakfast. I’d roll over to Khao’s side of the bed and murmur through the curls of...

Liecraft

For a long time now I’d been practicing liecraft five or six times before breakfast. I’d roll over to Khao’s side of the bed and murmur through the curls of...

Denizens of My Face

When I notice someone, Mr. Yoshiba in this case, from a distance, I do what I always do. I feign poor eyesight.

Denizens of My Face

When I notice someone, Mr. Yoshiba in this case, from a distance, I do what I always do. I feign poor eyesight.

Orion and His Moon

Space is loud, crowded with the teeth grinding of radio galaxies, the whine of accretion disks spinning dust into strings.

Orion and His Moon

Space is loud, crowded with the teeth grinding of radio galaxies, the whine of accretion disks spinning dust into strings.

A Rare and Exceptional Delicacy

The first time our eyes met, I wanted to put them in my mouth.

A Rare and Exceptional Delicacy

The first time our eyes met, I wanted to put them in my mouth.