Strange Horizons is very proud to present our Southeastern USA Special with fiction curated by our guest editors, Sheree Renée Thomas, Rasha Abdulhadi, and Erin Roberts! This issue focuses on the work of writers who are black, indigenous, and/or people of color from the Southeastern USA.
When someone says that a name, a word, or an idea is on the tip of their tongue, what they mean is that they have entered that strange space between memory and forgetting.
The first time my wings manifested Parrain beat me black and blue.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Christopher Caldwell’s “Hide Me in the Shadow of Your Wings,” read by Carlton Turner.
We gather every day to remember. We gather every day to keep her alive. Then we decide to bring her back to life.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Christopher R. Alonso’s “Strange Mercy,” read by Dora Arreola.
A scream into the night was nothing unusual in this strange and terrible place, the belly of the São José slave ship.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Malena Crawford’s “The People Who Sleep Beneath the Waves,” read by Ayodele Olofintuade.
I learned how to bend light from my mother.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Troy Wiggins’s “Dying Lessons,” read by Jovan Julien.
She told herself she could beat the curse if only she was patient. The 27 Club got the impatient ones.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Inda Lauryn’s “Venus Witch’s Ring,” read by Sheree Renée Thomas.
The only time her mother ever cooked was when a person had passed on and someone needed to speak with the dead.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Eden Royce’s “Every Good-bye Ain’t Gone,” read by Stephanie Malia Morris.
I’ve always heard that a place is the people you meet. True words, but after co-editing this issue of Strange Horizons, I know truer ones: a place is the stories you tell.
me, with a mole the size of the moon sitting beneath my left nostril
I threw a chair at my dad
In this special issue of the Strange Horizons poetry podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents Oak Morse’s “Hula Hoops” and Michael Díaz Feito’s “Cagastrophe in Steerage”, each with readings by the poets themselves.
Seek, flee, wander. You, perhaps, are doing all three.
It seems to me a sacred duty to be trusted by writers—established or emerging or still incubating— with their sweet, sharp, and strange work.