At first, the murder is universally mistaken for a run-of-the-mill political assassination.
Usually [comics are] a way for me to say things I’m too embarrassed to say out loud or outright tell someone about.
"One day you'll find the right someone and they'll change your mind," I heard in high school, a lot, and I began to fear this, this bogeyman who would—inevitably, unstoppably—brainwash me from total disinterest to total interest.
I'm going to talk a little bit about the work of Kuzhali Manickavel.
Welcome to Strange Horizons 's summer special, highlighting international, queer, and fantastic writing.
By the docks, Sonia the / thief, the temptress, smiles / at you, daring you to / tell her the truth.
Oil's a fine lubricant for fucking robots / he told me over lunch at the corner cafe / on a Sunday afternoon across the street / from el Templo del Jesus Androide.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Vajra Chandrasekera's "Sweet Marrow."