Size / / /

She'll always be a seamstress now,

sewn into a simple black dress,

invisibly mended. Forever on the back fire escape

folded down, the same shoulder length auburn hair,

singing "Tonight" in a dubbed voice.

She wanted to sing her own songs, but

they wouldn't let her. And the Puerto Rican boys.

They're gone, left their aubergine and mango silk shirts

lying in a dumpster in an alley on the West Side,

moved to the Big House, an integrated community,

wear green jumpsuits and watch old movies,

like Splendor in the Grass,

on Friday nights. After lights out,

they lie on their backs in bunk beds

with their arms folded behind their heads and

talk quietly about how she died,

so unexpectedly. The lead lives in the suburbs

with his wife and three children.

He works long hours as a landscaper,

wears blue jeans and white t-shirts with

logos on them saying Save the Planet; at night

has wet cellulose dreams

making unrequited love to Natalie.

He's never gotten over her.

Heidi writes poetry and short story and has been published in chap books, anthologies and literary magazines such as Penwomanship, Quills, The New Quarterly and Contemporary Verse 2, and been read on CBC radio. Last Fall she attended the Wired Workshop in Banff, and has now completed a poetry manuscript which has been accepted by Thistledown Press. Her first book will be published next year. You can send Heidi email at
Current Issue
24 Jan 2022

Piece of my essence, accept my sorry.
Some people, right? We’ll fold you into sparrows, help you disappear—I’m so glad we found you alive
By: Katy Bond
By: Averi Kurth
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Podcast read by: Katy Bond
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents the poetry of the 24 January issue.
Hope without action behind it is only a recipe for deeper heartache.
I love flash fiction for a lot of reasons. There’s the instant gratification of reading a complete work of fiction in just a few minutes. And there’s the way flash lends itself to playful, inventive experimentation with form, prose, style, voice, and subject. I also love the way a flash story can be honed and sharpened as everything extraneous is eliminated, and the way it can capture and convey the essence of something—an emotion, a world, a situation, a possibility, an idea, even a joke!—in brilliant brevity.
Wednesday: I am the Tiger by John Ajvide Lindqvist, translated by Marlaine Delargy 
Friday: The Tangleroot Palace Stories by Marjorie Liu 
Issue 17 Jan 2022
Issue 10 Jan 2022
Issue 3 Jan 2022
Strange Horizons
By: Antonio Funches
By: Lev Mirov
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Issue 20 Dec 2021
By: Merie Kirby
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Issue 13 Dec 2021
By: Freydís Moon
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Issue 6 Dec 2021
By: C. S. E. Cooney
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Podcast read by: C. S. E. Cooney
Issue 29 Nov 2021
Issue 22 Nov 2021
Issue 15 Nov 2021
By: Madeline Grigg
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Issue 8 Nov 2021
By: Allison Parrish
Podcast read by: Ciro Faienza
Load More
%d bloggers like this: