Silvery, sticky blood in the doll’s veins, sliding against porcelain layers to thicken up into lumps of red glue. Hungry bacteria crawl...

I come across a man puking black tar, thick grease pouring from his mouth and dripping down his body, his roiling stomach and tubes...

Monday morning. One reason I moved here was the view of the little park and playground at the center of our neighborhood. Just a couple...

She had to run despite the lateness of the hour and the frost in the air. All night, she had watched those thin, icy fingers creeping up...

Death is just a rite of passage, my daughter said on the day of her execution. I’ll be back to fight the tyrant and his ghouls mowing...

Repeated through the neighborhood, the perfect invasion, into the depths of an aching sigh or the slit between thoughts like “and...

It is good to be within you. You're so strong. So much energy courses through you—the electricity that is life, striking me with every...

Dear Noctules: It's been a while. You might've read my most recent Editor's Note back in March, but things have been pretty up and down...

TOEKEN is an artist currently residing in Spain. His work has been published in Utopia Science Fiction Magazine,Bards and Sages...

The night is cold, but the air in the concrete building is stale. Naked lightbulbs illuminate the huddled children—dozens of tired,...

Process Notes: The rabies virus isn't good or evil: It just is. And it needs others to survive, spreading from creature to creature...

We Won't Always Be Broken by Karen Heslop: TW: Death or dying; Racially motivated violence Days of Hate by Joachim Heijndermans: TW:...

If I'd known what I would see, I wonder if I still would've gone with her that night. Without the ichor, it's invisible. But I know it's...

Subject: S.E. by C.M. Barnes: TW: Death or dying The Theory of Haunting by Don Raymond: TW: Death or dying Cluttor Fold by Kyle Winkler:...

Dear Noctules: You may or may not have noticed that we've been falling behind on some of our ambitious plans for the year: publishing FF...

Original: TOEKEN is an artist currently residing in Spain. His work has been published in Utopia Science Fiction Magazine,Bards and Sages...

She watched the man approach the house on the security screen. He was not as tall as she had expected—and definitely not as old. She...

Horror, like gravity, is relative to its observer: We carry our dead with us like a cloak made of memories. The specter that haunts a...

Process Notes: I lived in Pittsburgh and was riding the bus to work one day when the paper shadow idea hit me. The first line of the...

1. In Brep, every other child was born-paper. Clutter Acyron only ever heard ways to shed his paper shadow and gain a true one. Growing...