Every time a warlord found me, intent on my becoming their blunt instrument, a mismatched armada followed shortly after—some squabbling coalition of assorted ally species, determined to save the universe from my grasp.
I am not a comic book fan, though I read plenty of them as a kid. But I am a fan of Marvel superhero movies.
the camera loves / the butterfly she seems, in motion always, / bright, escaping reach
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Elliott Essex's "Why Don't You Ask the Doomsday Machine?."
