The cover blurb from Annalee Newitz calls this a “queer-mystical fairy tale” and what a great representation that is. A big warm blanket of a queer fairy tale. Yes there’s darkness and bones and ghosts and flesh eating flies like in any good fairy tale, but there’s hope and growth too. Tachyon, I hope you consider publishing a complete birdverse anthology someday, R. B.’s work belongs in a great gilt-edged tome.