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By Russell Nichols | Narrated by Dominick Rabrun "Curse Like a Savior," by Russell Nichols - published in Apex Magazine, issue 118, March 2019. Read it here: https://apex-magazine.com/curse-like-a-savior/ Russell Nichols...
Episode #70: Curse Like a Savior
By Russell Nichols | Narrated by Dominick Rabrun "Curse Like a Savior," by Russell Nichols - published in Apex Magazine, issue 118, March 2019. Read it here: https://apex-magazine.com/curse-like-a-savior/ Russell Nichols...
Welcome to March’s “Words for Thought.” Perhaps it's the craving for spring and warmer weather, but this month's stories are all about different flavors of longing. Enjoy! The Message by...
Words for Thought #34
Welcome to March’s “Words for Thought.” Perhaps it's the craving for spring and warmer weather, but this month's stories are all about different flavors of longing. Enjoy! The Message by...
Our March issue features cover art by painter Aaron Jasinski, who deftly combines his love of science fiction and art with a lifelong passion for music. He blends his many...
Interview with Cover Artist Aaron Jasinski
Our March issue features cover art by painter Aaron Jasinski, who deftly combines his love of science fiction and art with a lifelong passion for music. He blends his many...
Mary Ann Nichols Well. Look at you, Mary Ann Nichols, drinking in the Frying Pan. The clock’s ticking. Not the slow, hollow tick of the clock on the wall above...
O Have You Seen the Devle with his Mikerscope and Scalpul?
Mary Ann Nichols Well. Look at you, Mary Ann Nichols, drinking in the Frying Pan. The clock’s ticking. Not the slow, hollow tick of the clock on the wall above...
Narrated by Dominick Rabrun. Jesus Christ is dropping f-bombs again. I’m in my auto, grubbing on a freshly-printed pecan waffle when I get word from Asterisk Management. The victim this...
Curse Like a Savior
Narrated by Dominick Rabrun. Jesus Christ is dropping f-bombs again. I’m in my auto, grubbing on a freshly-printed pecan waffle when I get word from Asterisk Management. The victim this...
The first time I read “I Am a Black Woman” by Mari Evans, I was a sophomore considering a major in English Literature. I sat in Professor Horton’s evening Black...
The Art of Peace: Mari Evans’ Legacy of Peaceful and Ethical Engagement
The first time I read “I Am a Black Woman” by Mari Evans, I was a sophomore considering a major in English Literature. I sat in Professor Horton’s evening Black...
This one was made of glass. He wasn’t all that similar to my son, but he was sweet with a high, gentle voice like wind blowing across branches. I had...
Where Gods Dance
This one was made of glass. He wasn’t all that similar to my son, but he was sweet with a high, gentle voice like wind blowing across branches. I had...