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You'll Surely Drown Here If You Stay
When the desert finally lets you go, naked and stumbling, your body humming with raw power and the song of dead things coiled under your tongue, you find Marisol waiting for you at the edge of the bluffs.
First published in Uncanny Magazine, Issue 10, 2016.
Winner of the Locus Award.
Finalist for the Hugo Award and Nebula Award.