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Nov 11, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Romie Stott |Sarah Titus |Sophie Fink |Eric Hendel
Needless to say, it's been a bit of a week. A number of us (editors, writers, readers) have been scatterbrained or have cocooned, or have simply been tired. The result is that our current issue is currently... one poem. And reviews. (Props to the impeccable reviews department.)More is coming. By the end of the week, we intend to have our second poem ready (maybe by the time you read this message it's already up), and new fiction. I can't tell you exactly when. But we're still here, still working.
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Nov 11, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Sophie Fink |Sarah Titus |Romie Stott |Eric Hendel
after the anthropocene, the rain— acid, apocalyptic, full of rats bloody in the subways they slap, bang, slump against the silver, yellow, black of the N train— eternally exposed at Union Square— where we bought books and sang copper into velveteen shells (two guitars fighting over the same late career Willie Nelson), into students and stoners and Harold on the corner selling stolen comics for eight bucks and change— but it’s all green now, green spores carried on green light, sleeping gentle...
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Nov 11, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Sarah Titus |Eric Hendel |Hwang Jungeun |Dylan Haston
The angels wear the faces of our deadand stare at us from darkened cornersso the sun cannot glint on their blond heads. Rather, they slink from daydreams to shadowssmelling of Chanel No. 5 and tornfamily Bibles; their cadence, their lowtones let us pretend they are indeed oursand not a nightmare with peeling faces. We swallow hard and agree to burrowdeep into this illusion for how elsewould we get to see their faces again?
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Oct 28, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Eric Hendel |Anna Martino |Bindu Tiji |Nanpai Sanshu
At the beginning of Dakini Atoll, there’s a note from the author explaining that while this book follows the story of their previous work, Club Ded (2020), the narrative does not assume that readers will be familiar with that other story. Having not previously read Club Ded, I found this to be very helpful information to bear in mind, since Singh begins this narrative by introducing dozens of separate characters who initially seem to be deeply enmeshed in an ongoing plot.
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Jun 29, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Eric Hendel
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Jan 17, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Eric Hendel |Elle Engel |Jessy Randall |Archita Mittra
Naomi Kritzer’s novel Liberty’s Daughter is a book that I both loved reading, and also a story which I think falls short of its full potential. Based in part on a series of shorter works written by the author (all of which have here been compiled into a larger narrative), Kritzer’s novel centers around the experiences of Beck Garrison, a sixteen-year-old girl who, along with her father, lives on a scattered network of artificially created islands and repurposed cruise ships known as a seastead.
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Jan 15, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Jessy Randall |Elle Engel |Archita Mittra |Eric Hendel
All quotes are from The Journal of Beatrix Potter 1881-1897, Transcribed from her code writings by Leslie Linder (Penguin, 1989). The fungus starred the ground apparently in thousands …I walked there nearly every day,saw the place in every season. My boots sunk into the marshy groundif I stood still for long. If walking, a woman. If not, a mushroom.
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Jan 15, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Elle Engel |Jessy Randall |Archita Mittra |Eric Hendel
Oh fuck yeah I wanna be a metal girl / with metal in my skull, veins, spine!! -- big leather stomper crushing my head/pedal // wanna go fast -- hypersonic superspeed: shed shitbox aluminum for steel to rival / god’s design: rudimentary, uninspired stock product // + flash titanium at pretty muscleboys, tongue on teeth -- being so deliciously artificial + freefalling across hot asphalt // fuck biology, biological lovers worship my divine intervention! + I ooze oil gallons from my gorgeous girl...
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Jan 15, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Elle Engel |Jessy Randall |Archita Mittra |Eric Hendel
The last person in the world lay asleep at the top of the tower. She waited not in a bed of silk and roses for the kiss of a destined lover, but huddled at the foot of a steel door in the hope that she wouldn’t have to be the last person for more than a few hours, that if she stayed right where she was, her family would come to their senses and return to her. Her name was Lena. She was nine years old.
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Jan 15, 2024 | 
strangehorizons.com | Archita Mittra |Jessy Randall |Eric Hendel |Elle Engel
Dreambound by Dan Frey is probably one of my favorite reads of the last twelve months. Told entirely through a series of documents—such as letters, emails, journal entries, interview transcripts, excerpts from best-selling novels, and even police reports—the novel chronicles a father’s frantic search for his missing daughter, a quest that takes him all across Los Angeles, into Fae-populated fantasy realms, and the fandom communities that believe in them.
