I was always told to work with opposites: light shapes on dark shapes, warm on cool, chaos over order, and vice versa.

In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Karen Myers's "The Visitor."

My grandmother climbed the balete tree and disappeared / forever. There, where the branches are draped in themselves

T he leading wave of the first pulse hit the vibrissae on Felockati’s chasm-facing tentacles, then continued its race across his territory as his other sensors twisted to focus on it. He could tell how close it was from the narrow point of origin and partially occluded source — something large sinking down past the margin of the abyssal canyon.