Apex Magazine

The Liberation of Brother Buffalo

My name is William Singleton. Back when I had friends, they called me Will, so I suppose you folks can call me that too. I’ve noticed some of you flinching...

The Liberation of Brother Buffalo

My name is William Singleton. Back when I had friends, they called me Will, so I suppose you folks can call me that too. I’ve noticed some of you flinching...

To Kill a Language

⁠Content warnings 1. To kill a language, you must first rip it from living throats. Don't look so askance; you knew it already. The dead can't speak unless called and...

To Kill a Language

⁠Content warnings 1. To kill a language, you must first rip it from living throats. Don't look so askance; you knew it already. The dead can't speak unless called and...

Seven Ribbons

The first ribbon was attached to a family photograph, each ribbon-end stuck on by cracking adhesive, lines of gold looped over an old nail. In the photograph, black and white...

Seven Ribbons

The first ribbon was attached to a family photograph, each ribbon-end stuck on by cracking adhesive, lines of gold looped over an old nail. In the photograph, black and white...

As It Comes

Content warnings: None Take my hand as it comes. Only look at me. We don’t need to see it coming. We don’t need to see how it ends. Only look...

As It Comes

Content warnings: None Take my hand as it comes. Only look at me. We don’t need to see it coming. We don’t need to see how it ends. Only look...

Shadows Below Seaway Trains

Content Warnings: None Time waited for no one, especially those with no money to afford a pause, a moment’s breath. We simply held air in our lungs, jumped, and prayed...

Shadows Below Seaway Trains

Content Warnings: None Time waited for no one, especially those with no money to afford a pause, a moment’s breath. We simply held air in our lungs, jumped, and prayed...

Someone to Feed You

It wasn’t until the guttural whir of the vacuum turned to a monstrous shriek that I snapped out of it.

Someone to Feed You

It wasn’t until the guttural whir of the vacuum turned to a monstrous shriek that I snapped out of it.

I found an old god in the woods

I found an old god in the woods, shivering, starving, forgotten.

I found an old god in the woods

I found an old god in the woods, shivering, starving, forgotten.