Nibedita Sen is a queer Bengali writer, editor, and gamer from Calcutta. She is a graduate of Clarion West 2015, and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in PodCastle, Nightmare, Fireside, and The Dark. She helps edit GlitterShip, an LGBTQ SFF podcast, enjoys the company of puns and potatoes, and is nearly always hungry. Hit her up on Twitter at @her_nibsen.
Jackson sat at Kay’s bedside, one of her hands laid atop his, palm to palm, fingertips against the soft inside of her wrist. His fingers measured her temperature and pulse, her blood pressure, and her blood oxygen levels. She was no weaker or stronger today than yesterday. He was unsurprised and uneasy. Her vitals were regular with sleep. She had been resting when he returned from the shore.
