The Dark Magazine
By Prime Books
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A mix of dark fantasy and horror short fiction by both established and rising stars, from The Dark Magazine—and with recent stories reprinted in year's best anthologies, listed on Locus Recommended Reading List, and a subscriber base growing every month, “this new dark fantasy zine is settling well into its niche, which is picking up weirdness as it grows"—Locus.
||Russula’s Wake||They hadn’t been naming the barn cats, now that Ainsley and Devon were old enough to know the difference between taking care of and caring for something. In the afternoons, when the school bus doors opened to release them,||11/30/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||The Only Way Out Lies Farther In||She was seven years old, and if only she hadn’t seen the sign then none of it would ever have happened. The grounds of the country house were vast, limitless-seeming. They had already been inside the house itself, had eaten lunch in the cafe,||10/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||Dukkering||My mother could do it from the Rorschach of tea-leaves, or from the metropolitan map of your palm, or from knots tied on a piece of string. She’d do it from the tiny flecks of colour on the edges of your iris,||9/30/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||A Prayer to the Many-Eyed Mother||The plan was this: resign from work, fly to Vegas on her tourist visa, stay with family, and wait for an H1B sponsor to hire her. “And how’s that working out for you?” Alejandra asked. “Well, I’m here, aren’t I?” Ruby said. “So not good.||8/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||The Last Epic Pub Crawl of The Brothers Pennyfeather||My brother is waiting for me in the cold; didn’t bother him then, doesn’t bother him now, even with the wind snatching billowing steam from right under my nose. Me? I get the cold, and the cold gets me. The fingertips that I don’t feel against my||7/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||Sea Glass||A windchime played through a crackling speaker. Frozen leaves kicked by tiny feet. Vida’s quarry—her f*****g quarry, as if it was going to run away—had a sound distinctive enough, persistent enough, that she knew it was there even in the imperfect||6/30/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||In the End, It Always Turns Out the Same||Five children have gone missing since the school year began. The youngest, only six; the oldest, no more than ten. They all went to school together, but all in different grades. The only thing they have in common is that they all rode the school bus to.||5/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||Snake Season||We buried the first ones, nice and proper. It sounds foolish now, but what could we do? After all, they were still our children. I even dressed my Sarah for the occasion—decked out in her Sunday best, yellow cotton bright against the dark brown of her||3/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||Molting Season||There he is in the tub. Note the pores on his nose. Note the scarred cheek, the breakout here and there, angry ripe things red with a dot of white all ready to burst. Note the long hair, which I tried to wash last night; I’d put his head under the fau||1/31/2018||Free||View in iTunes|
||Necksnapper||Delayna snapped the first crow’s neck without thinking about it. She had learned this from her parents. Before they robbed and prostituted their way out of her life and into prison, they had taught her to ignore the weight of sin and instead focus on||11/30/2017||Free||View in iTunes|