Hwang Jungeun

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?