Peach Child, Woman, Stone
I sometimes imagined that my mother and these aunts, who oftentimes murmurated in our small living room, were in fact birds who had lost their feathers, perhaps due to some…
Since He Came Back
Dad was dead. Now he’s not. And nothing is OK. Today in Fireside: “Since He Came Back” by Lindsay King-Miller: …
Small Magics
Hers are small, hidden magics. Subtle. Deniable. Here and now, she is Elda, a weaver, her shuttle carving magic across the warp and back again, weaving protection into the cloth.…
Not a Basking Shark
“All you humans yearn for the sea. You came from here, and now you walk around on land, carrying salt water inside you, longing for the day when you can…
Not Quite What We’re Looking for Right Now
Some stuff escaped from the pages. The shadow monster, which starts to slowly devour the protagonist after that scene, got away from the plot and almost ate our senior editor’s…
Congratulations, Clockholder!
You’ve got a good soul. Why not cash it in for a lifetime* of luxury?
Love and Assimilation
Feeling utterly alone, I assimilated the cooler and its beer (Dos Equis). Yet I merely felt 35.6-percent bigger.
Guidelines for Appeasing Kim of the Hundred Hands
To make an offering, be sure to visit the actual statue of Kim of the Hundred Hands. She is not honored if you visit a replica statue. The real Kim…
Empty Space
Nothing’s an exact science. It never has been.