"I'm the dad, and you're the mom," she said. I pulled up my shirt, she pulled up hers, and we just stared at each other. My heart fluttered between my legs, but I worried about daddy longlegs and her parents finding us. I still have never seen Jurassic Park . I suppose I never will.
It is a struggle encountered by all of us who live in the diaspora, by those of us who have known what it means to be colonized, and by all of us who understand that there are not enough words in the English language to express the pain and the sorrow of loss.
When she looked for their tracks, / she could only find pawprints of a large dog.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Carmen Maria Machado's "Inventory".