Sacrifices have to be made. We didn’t do it then, so we have to do it now.
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Octavia Cade's “We Feed the Bears of Fire and Ice.”
Their first mistake was letting me choose the task. These proud suitors Sons of kings and conquerors Star-touched and god-born these heroes dreaming laurels upon their brows, their bronzed shoulders gleaming with imagined glory. I chose the track to be my battleground— a footrace on hard-packed red earth beneath a blazing sun. Their second mistake was letting me set the terms. They want just to want, take just to take. Coffers overflowing with coin and spice, Myths littered with the names of maidens saved, brides won. I chose the freedom to want, to take, to be more
You may have dreams— / and they do, in their dreams / they are naked and shadow-blued / in front of a mirror
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents poetry from the Indian SF special issue and the week of May 7, including commentary by poet Alice Fanchiang.