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Fiction from Spencer Ellsworth, Eliza Chan, Marie Vibbert, Glen Engel-Cox, Josh Pearce, Rachel Yoder, Beth Goder, Wole Talabi, Kate Francia, E. M. Linden, Jennifer Hudak, and Adriana Kantcheva.

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I was still rattly in my new skin when I ate the first one. He saw *it* lying there, and gave this cry like I had bitten his heart in two, so I did.

When I met the young Mr Turing, I had not yet ascended as Autumn’s King. Nowadays it has become fashionable for the sons and daughters of the lesser fey gentry to improve their position in the shif…

For readers interested in nominating for awards, such as the Hugos or Nebulas, in 2026, here are the eligible stories from BCS in 2025 and which awards category they fit in. Thank you for your interes...

This is a story about the theatrical release of The Fellowship of the Ring, about finding hope in your despair and despair in your hope, and about the year 2001. I first read The Lord of the Rings at ...

Science Fiction

The wind wailed around the tiny pile of stones at the base of the blackthorn tree. She stood for a moment, eyes closed, willing herself to move. She could do this simple thing: walk through her door. ...

Six of my favorite SFF short stories from 2025 that are doing something really fascinating with form and point of view! These are stories…

When Amy begins to flay herself during office hours, you aren’t quite sure what to do. You hate office hours. You used to enjoy them, actually, back before the flayings started. Sure, it’s hard sharin...

“I only want to be seen for who I really am,” I tell my friends. Only two out of three made it over, and I’m trying not to feel too many feelings about that fact; I’m already delicate enough after …

I don’t read nearly enough poetry (maybe this can be my goal for 2026…) but a few poems this past year have lingered in my mind. If you…

Linnea’s done it all properly: incense and banners, a white bull done up with ribbons. Mostly white, I should say. It had a brown spot behind one ear. I watched her paint the spot white, in the pre…

A gathering of recent speculative flash & micro fiction, each presenting a tiny-yet-powerful universe. How tiny? About one-thousand words for flash; four-hundred words for micro. The word count…

Linnea’s done it all properly: incense and banners, a white bull done up with ribbons. Mostly white, I should say. It had a brown spot behind one ear. I watched her paint the spot white, in the pre…

The wind wailed around the tiny pile of stones at the base of the blackthorn tree. She stood for a moment, eyes closed, willing herself to move. She could do this simple thing: walk through her door. ...

Chantilly, bobbin, guipure, knotted, knitted, on and on. Where is the floor? The door?

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Publisher's Note: Please enjoy this short story by Premee Mohamed, who, coincidentally(!!), has a book out from Psychopomp on February 11th. It's called One

After surviving yet another day of feigning pleasantness for clients and coworkers, the small, pink, pearlescent dragon sitting on Lily’s doorstep felt like one more damn problem.

Chantilly, bobbin, guipure, knotted, knitted, on and on. Where is the floor? The door?