Table of Contents | 1 April 2019
Sometimes, I’d dance with these pontianak sisters with their long black hair floating to the ground, sanguine-tipped and luminescent. I have watched them drink from the split throats of the men whom they lure from the streets and the back-alleys. They do not harm me, they never have.
By: Nin Harris
Podcast read by: Anaea Lay
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Nin Harris's “What Cradles Us but Will Not Set Us Free.”
my rooster’s voice clattering all day like a glass breaking again and again
By: Amie Whittemore
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents Amie Whittemore’s “The Alien Epistles, Letters 1-3”.
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