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i can’t be trusted / around my own blood / say garden / say grotesquerie / say yes / laboratory / lobotomy baby / before i was a body pillow / i was a god / grieving the summers i spent / in the hot mouths of men / brilliant flashes of teeth / before nothing / skirt hiked up higher / and higher in every parallel universe / say / wind-up girl / why must you rewire your scent / to suit their tastes / tinfoil / tuna / tantalizing / bones blown into chandeliers / see my other selves / trapped in some mad scientist’s electromagnetic field / of flowers / o avant-pop princess / o oracle / artificial bride / anna may / she-machine / recalibrating the speed / of your body’s rot /  i can’t be trusted / not to crack open my own circuitry / to mark the skin / with another woman’s bite / to cry / only when there’s a man in the room / to watch me / sucking in my cyborg stomach / on the empty stage / metal scraping metal scraping skin / tectonic touch / my eyes / any color you want / orbiting yours / eyes that orphan mine / my body hacked up / into parts / say pearl / say grain of rice / i’m aching all that’s left / of my half-lidded lifetime / let’s touch / base / no flesh / but steel dyed the shade / of spider lilies / lurching all of me onto the train / returning home /  o dark unforgiven imagination



Stephanie Chang (she/they) is an undergraduate student at Kenyon College, where she received the $60,000 S. Georgia Nugent Award in Creative Writing. Her work appears or is forthcoming in The Rumpus, Adroit Journal, Offing, Penn Review, Waxwing, and Asian American Writers’ Workshop. She is the Editor-in-Chief of the OROTONE Journal.
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We are very happy to welcome Dante Luiz as a new fiction editor on the team! Dante is a Ignyte Award winning author, and has been with Strange Horizons working as an Art Director for the past several years. We’re stoked to bring him on to the fiction side and have him bring his wonderful insight and skill to the fiction team.
Day in and day out, the rough waters of the Pacific slam themselves against the protrusion of sandstone the locals refer to as Morro Rock. White streaks of bird shit bleed down the rock, a testament to the rare birds of prey that nest in its pocked face overlooking the bay.
in my defence, juggling biological and artificial, i tripped over my shoelace, and spilled my lungs empty of the innocence that was, before guilt.
the birds, / who carry with them / the many names of the dead
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