Often, / I see a dark fedora tumbling past me / to break against thewaves.
When her sisters came home, their slippers once more danced through, they found the youngest in her bed, but though her head was hidden under the pillow as usual, her hair was wet and there were bites on her thighs and a new eel for smoking.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents O. J. Cade's "Longfin's Daughters." You can read the full text of the story, and more about O. J., here.
