[Art from Apex Magazine]
Fiction
• At Anotherealm: "The Commoner and the Queen" by Barton Paul Levenson.
"The Hive. Living like an insect. Tell me George, and please answer me honestly--are you sleeping with those creatures?"
• At GigaNotoSaurus: "Say Goodbye to the Little Girl Tree" by Christopher Reynaga.
"This is not about stitching a straight line through cloth like a seamstress. Not about the tight suture of a surgeon closing a wound. This is an art. This is about interweaving patterns of the fold and musk. An intricate lacework of innocence. Each tailor creates his own signature stitch unlike any other."
• Now Posted: Apex Issue 44 — January 2013
"Trixie and the Pandas of Dread” by Eugie Foster• Now Posted: Clarkesworld: Issue 76, January 2013
"Trixie got out of her cherry-red godmobile and waved away the flitting cherubim waiting to bear her to her sedan chair. She wasn’t in the mood for a reverent chorus of hosannas, and the sedan chair desperately needed re-springing. She felt every jostle and jounce from those damned pandas. A day didn’t pass that she didn’t regret adopting giant pandas as her sacred vahanas"
“The Performance Artist” by Lettie Prell
"On the first day, she sits there wearing a black dress that is neither provocative nor sexless. Yet visitors who flock in from the cold January streets and ascend to the atrium on MoMA’s second floor are mesmerized, for the entire space is awash in a video installation depicting various interactions between machines and flesh. The footage flashes across the walls and sweeps over the woman sitting in the chair"
“The Patrician” by Tansy Rayner Roberts
"Clea Majora walked through the hot streets of Nova Ostia, her sandalled feet lightly treading on the wide, baked, paving stones. She bought a honey cake from a pastry stall and nibbled it as she walked, using the vine leaf wrapper to catch the crumbs."
"Driftings" by .
"A hat, a deer and a plastic truck came in on the swell of the ocean. The hat was a yellow hard-hat; an engineer’s, a construction worker’s hat. Its foam inserts had buoyed it across wide waters. The deer was a Puchie Baby miniature with a skull-and-crossbones patterned hide. Adorable, small. The truck was really a tiger-design kid’s trunki, but the wheels still turned, after so long in the gyre."
When I am told well, the shade of my husband’s beard is a word for longing. A robin’s egg, deep water below the coral reef, the night sky against the glow of a dying flashlight. A fooling color so I will not know his plans for me until the first door is opened and my neck is sliced: the thin edge like fresh cut paper."
Effigy Nights" by Yoon Ha Lee.
"The city lies at the galaxy’s dust-stranded edge, enfolding a moon that used to be a world, or a world that used to be a moon; no one is certain anymore. In the mornings its skies are radiant with clouds like the plumage of a bird ever-rising, and in the evenings the stars scatter light across skies stitched and unstitched by the comings and goings of fire-winged starships. Its walls are made of metal the color of undyed silk, and its streets bloom with aleatory lights, small solemn symphonies, the occasional duel."• At Interstellar Fiction:
"The Great Equalizer" by Jakob Drud. Science Fiction.Flash Fiction
"Despite the powder on my face, despite the Xanax, I start sweating as soon as I leave the broadcast truck to enter the Istanbul Tower Hotel. The lobby with all its marble and air conditioning does nothing to relieve me of my anxiety, and the concierge, privy to the arrangements, is a mirror of my emotions."
"The Rogue" by Jennifer R. Povey. Science Fiction.
"Shayna finished pulling on her outer suit. As it synced with the nanomachines in her blood and nervous system, she felt the suit become a part of herself. Felt the air against it, where soon there would be only vacuum."
"Tread Lightly" by Alex Hernandez. Science Fiction.
"Isabella Cavalo watched as the wokchoi burst out of the shrubbery and raced toward the archeological team studying the Crystalline Temple; their pounding hooves kicking up a flurry of ice and dirt. The attack was brutal. The six-limbed creatures, wielding ritual quartz spears and blasters, swept over the unsuspecting human excavators and the wokchoi academics with righteous cruelty."
"Solo" by Nathaniel Katz. Science Fiction.
"The alien might have nodded; I could never tell what Urosili were doing under their mechanized suits. The uncovered bits were just clumps of fur, and I always wondered if there was anything but more hair inside."
- At Every Day Fiction: "Worm Hole" by Justin N Davies. Surreal.
- At 365 Tomorrows: "The Inheritors" by Desmond Hussey. Science Fiction.
- At 365 Tomorrows: "The View From Here" by Jae Miles. Science Fiction.
- At Yesteryear Fiction: "Timer" by Lucy Montague Moffatt. Fantasy.
• At Clarkesworld: """Driftings" by .
Other Genres
• Flash Fiction at Every Day Fiction: "The Fresh Start" by Von Rupert.
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