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Ana thought the land of the dead would be empty, but it is full to bursting. With gods’ turquoise bones, with small grimacing golems fashioned from maize and bone-thin fellow travelers wandering across the desert on their hands and knees, with temples so black and shimmering that she can’t quite make herself look at them.

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Read “The Warriors, The Mothers, The Drowned” by Kay Chronister, in Issue #174

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Kay Chronister’s fiction won the 2015 Dell Magazine Award and is forthcoming in Ticonderoga Publications’ Hear Me Roar, an anthology of feminist speculative fiction. Originally from Seattle, she currently lives in Phnom Penh, Cambodia, in a household of twenty-one children and six dogs.

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