It was time to be honest with myself. To survive all the shame this world will throw at you, you have to hold yourself tall, look your accuser straig… - Nalo Hopkinson

Throughout the Caribbean, under different names, you'll find stories about people who aren't what they seem. Skin gives these skin folk their human shape. When the skin comes off, their true selves emerge. They may be owls. They may be vampiric balls of fire. And always, whatever the burden their skins bear, once they remove them once they get under their own skins-they can fly. It seemed an apt metaphor to use for these stories collectively.

They say that writing is a solitary sport, but it isn’t, really. It doesn’t have to be. Some people are really happy about writing alone, but some people actually suffer from the isolation. (2024)

Come in peace to my home, Tan-Tan. And when you go, go in friendship.