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.…
Synthetic Perennial
The third place winner of the LeVar Burton Reads writing contest, as co-presented by FIYAH Literary Magazine and Tor.com K’Mori has died once already. Brought back to life, she struggles…
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…
Small Monsters
E. Lily Yu All its life, a small monster with emerald scales has been a source of never-ending food to larger and more powerful creatures who feast on the small…
Sex is great but. . .
where are you?
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?