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Piglet was still hungover when he got to Pooh’s house. Not even the morning breeze dancing through the few remaining trees around the old bear’s place could clear away the...
Piglet Delivers
Piglet was still hungover when he got to Pooh’s house. Not even the morning breeze dancing through the few remaining trees around the old bear’s place could clear away the...
With tanks, the tours would last only an hour. With tethers, we can stay in the dark for days and days. Food is constipating bricks sewn into pockets in our...
Shrinkage!
With tanks, the tours would last only an hour. With tethers, we can stay in the dark for days and days. Food is constipating bricks sewn into pockets in our...
Apex Magazine is a digital dark science fiction and fantasy genre zine that features award-winning short fiction, essays, and interviews. Established in 2009, our fiction has won several Hugo and Nebula...
Issue 152
Apex Magazine is a digital dark science fiction and fantasy genre zine that features award-winning short fiction, essays, and interviews. Established in 2009, our fiction has won several Hugo and Nebula...
Welcome to Apex Magazine issue 152. This month we bring you stories that push the boundaries of bizarre and twist the world we know into something strange and surreal. We...
Musings from Maryland
Welcome to Apex Magazine issue 152. This month we bring you stories that push the boundaries of bizarre and twist the world we know into something strange and surreal. We...
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Unsettled Nature
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Unsettled Nature
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...