Osahon Ize-Iyamu’s story takes us to an ambitious green housing project, run by a grief-stricken daughter struggling to keep her mother’s vision alive.

Osahon Ize-Iyamu’s story takes us to an ambitious green housing project, run by a grief-stricken daughter struggling to keep her mother’s vision alive.

The Wordcraft Writers Workshop is a collaboration between Google's PAIR and Magenta teams, and 13 professional writers. Together we explore the limits of co-writing with AI.

In Sunnyhaven, we were all equally unique—and we’d been that way for years, the morning the New Girl arrived. Now, any of us would’ve admitted it: Sunnyhaven wasn’t perfect. There were no public parks...

Clarkesworld Science Fiction and Fantasy Magazine and Podcast.

My head. Let’s start with my hair, more specifically, follicle by follicle. Brown in color to match my eyes; curly like traps—I’m Black—see it now. My hair lies fluffy on my head, like a good wig for ...

The Starsinger, the Starsinger, the Starsinger, he sings. His histories have long been recorded—in every pit stop he has visited. In every station he has stayed. It may be just a minute of the traffic...

My head. Let’s start with my hair, more specifically, follicle by follicle. Brown in color to match my eyes; curly like traps—I’m Black—see it now. My hair lies fluffy on my head, like a good wig for ...

My head. Let’s start with my hair, more specifically, follicle by follicle. Brown in color to match my eyes; curly like traps—I’m Black—see it now. My hair lies fluffy on my head, like a good wig for ...

The Starsinger, the Starsinger, the Starsinger, he sings. His histories have long been recorded—in every pit stop he has visited. In every station he has stayed. It may be just a minute of the traffic...

The idea for this story began in my final week at the Clarion Writers Workshop. I wanted to write a haunted house horror story using stripped language, but unsurprisingly, it became strange and detail...

In not-so-distant-future Lagos, a young man finds himself locked out of his own apartment after being away due to a public mental breakdown, losing ex...

Issue five: short fiction by Osahon Ize-Iyamu

In not-so-distant-future Lagos, a young man finds himself locked out of his own apartment after being away due to a public mental breakdown, losing ex...

In not-so-distant-future Lagos, a young man finds himself locked out of his own apartment after being away due to a public mental breakdown, losing ex...

Issue five: short fiction by Osahon Ize-Iyamu

We were in the mines when the world was falling apart. I remember, the earth was cracking, and the plants were going limp, and the world looked dark blue, less full of life. Everyone tried to group to...

In this speculative story by Osahon Ize-Iyamu, a son toils at the garden of his mother in an endless attempt to expunge his guilt and grief.

We called it the monster because we could, though none of us found the label to be particularly satisfying. After a certain point, Yerim started calling it the Logos Pilgrim. Which was understandable,...

A speculative story by Osahon Ize-Iyamu.

My father thinks it’s a good idea to row through these floods. To move a paddle and be above the water, finally in control of our bodies—that is to say, not drown. But sooner or later, we’re all going...

Remember your surroundings and protect your organs. Grab on to the edges of the universe and try to stay, to avoid further damage, to breathe. Not panicked breaths; slow ones, the kind you need whe…

To survive the challenge of a trickster god, a quick-witted acolyte rallies her ancestors...

How is everyone hanging in there? That’s probably a loaded question. It’s so hard to know how to act in times like these, when horrible things are happening...