His skin wasn’t brown, or even a man’s skin any more, but instead glistening, polished alabaster. They’d even cast his inner ear in the stuff, and his fingernails; Akeem was willing to bet that Cain’s gums were white stone as well. The only parts that weren’t calcified were his eyes, replaced with clear diamonds of a dazzling cut that made them dance with light.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Brandon O'Brien's "They Will Take You From You."
Let the wind fill me / let me rise inexorable let me burn / without burning out eternity / ephemeral.