At 6:03am, she grasped the rotting gate, stopping it mid-swing, and looked out at the mudflats that led down to the beach, and the Wash beyond. Sodden things frilled there like scuds of foam. White down feathers had blown about and got caught in the fleshy stalks of seablite growing between the fence posts. She plucked one and rubbed it between her fingers as she strode barefoot onto the cold sand.

First published in Lightspeed — July 2018

Longlisted for the BSFA Award 2019 for Best Short Fiction

Longlisted for the Locus Award 2019 for Best Short Story

Longlisted for the Hugo Award 2019 for Best Short Story


Best of British Science Fiction 2018 — August 2019
The Long List Anthology Volume 5 — forthcoming (kickstarter)