Table of Contents | 11 May 2015
“Mazie, honey,” the mother said at nine o’clock exactly, stepping delicately through the doorway. She had been waiting, still and silent, directly outside. “It’s getting close to bedtime.” She carried a mug, using a stick of peppermint to stir the steaming chocolate. Mazie had made the mug herself. Despite the bumps, it was a good first attempt at skilled craftsmanship.
I write this to you in defence of the green growing things / I write this to you to fill the spaces you left in your wake
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Sarah Pauling's "Cloth Mother."
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