When we were putting this issue together, I said to our poetry editor, “The poetry leans a bit sexy this time around, doesn’t it?” It’s a bit of a balance to the death that abounds in our fiction. We start with classic horror and end with a zombie apocalypse. All points between are covered, afterlife to offworld. But that’s this time of year, a little sexy, a little deadly. The nights are getting longer, and Persephone has gone back to Hades in the Underworld. So gather your blankets and your favorite reading device and curl up with our newest offerings. You may want to leave a light on.