Apex Magazine
Nobody knew how the disease-carrying mosquitoes would affect us. Thirty years later and a food shortage to boot, and we knew we’d pay the price. Authorities harvested those in prisons...
Message in a Vessel
Nobody knew how the disease-carrying mosquitoes would affect us. Thirty years later and a food shortage to boot, and we knew we’d pay the price. Authorities harvested those in prisons...
“Can you see it?!” Abdou was an idiot. Of course he could see it. Everybody within five hundred kilometers could see it. A beam of blood red violence, crashing from...
The Satellite Charmer
“Can you see it?!” Abdou was an idiot. Of course he could see it. Everybody within five hundred kilometers could see it. A beam of blood red violence, crashing from...
Dead boys kept falling from the sky. Inspector Abijah Olivia picked her way through the detritus of the latest crash. Chunk of torso here. A webbed swatch of heat shielding...
Sky Boys
Dead boys kept falling from the sky. Inspector Abijah Olivia picked her way through the detritus of the latest crash. Chunk of torso here. A webbed swatch of heat shielding...
I don’t remember what came before the long night, except as dusty words on a rotting page. Memory has a way of fading, falling to the immediate concerns of life....
As the Sun Dies
I don’t remember what came before the long night, except as dusty words on a rotting page. Memory has a way of fading, falling to the immediate concerns of life....
The colour is full of shade and smells like crusts of fruit. Crushed guavas, warm wet clay—that’s the sweetness and mushiness about the forest. A tepidness too. And then there’s...
Simbiyu and the Nameless
The colour is full of shade and smells like crusts of fruit. Crushed guavas, warm wet clay—that’s the sweetness and mushiness about the forest. A tepidness too. And then there’s...
For a long time, I wondered what kind of person would volunteer to have their skin exposed to temperatures cycling between the melting point of aluminium and the night-time surface...
An Arc of Electric Skin
For a long time, I wondered what kind of person would volunteer to have their skin exposed to temperatures cycling between the melting point of aluminium and the night-time surface...
INTERVIEWER We’ve spoken about your use of the “weird” in your stories, but have you personally ever experienced anything akin to something that might happen to one of Lovecraft’s characters?...
In the Garden of Ibn Ghazi
INTERVIEWER We’ve spoken about your use of the “weird” in your stories, but have you personally ever experienced anything akin to something that might happen to one of Lovecraft’s characters?...