everything a superhero / (or villain) / is supposed to be / and she / isn’t
There is no guard rail. It would be easy for someone reckless to leap across.
Salvage, they call it, but no one comes for it. We are alone, floating in space.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents poetry from the July 29, 2019 issue.
Long after the game had been lost, he gave persistence of vision to the world, so that we could see it.
The structures of Clytemnestra and Essun’s societies are built upon a foundation of subjugation and control of people like them: women and orogenes, respectively.
