The staircase is where we are always found, we waifs. We travelers. Always, I say, but I should say: rarely. Strangers—that is, people from other worlds, like me—arrive there, unannounced and unexplained, very, very occasionally.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Sarah Tolmie’s “The Dancer on the Stairs.”
"The one serious thing you can learn from trying (and failing) to understand an alien way of being is how extraordinarily difficult it is to be alive at all."
My hair is sun soaked and dusk stained
brown lit to red like flame
and you are beautiful like a punch to the gut.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents poetry from the November issues.