Let’s get one thing clear from the start, everyone: Your god did not want to leave you. Nothing any of you did made it mad or made it sad or was so sacrilegious that it shook the heavens and offended your god to death. 

Her mere breaths redden hearts; saffron shoulders guard empires

You’re the ones / who made me hide, / who taught me how / to scare you

Strange Horizons will be accepting poetry and fiction submissions, along with non-fiction pitches, for their Caribbean special issue, edited by Suzan Palumbo and Marika Bailey. Please note: This call for submissions is completely independent of regular Strange Horizons submissions. Only the details on this page will apply.