Datlow, Ellen (ed) - Telling Tales / Датлоу, Эллен (ред) - Рассказывая истории [2013, epub, ENG]

The Parrot Man short fiction by Kathleen Ann Goonan Absalom's Mother short story by Louise Marley Mulberry Boys short story by Margo Lanagan The Fate of Mice short story by Susan Palwick My She short story by Mary Rosenblum Bitter Dreams novelette by Ian McHugh Leviathan Wept / Плач Левиафана short story by Daniel Abraham Start the Clock / Заведи часы short story by Benjamin Rosenbaum I Hold My Father's Paws / Папина лапа в моей руке short story by David D. Levine Beluthahatchie short story by Andy Duncan Another Word for Map Is Faith short story by Christopher Rowe The Adventures of Captain Black Heart Wentworth: A Nautical Tail / Приключения капитана Вентворта Чёрное Сердце short story by Rachel Swirsky A Boy in Cathyland short story by David Marusek The Water Museum short story by Nisi Shawl The Evolution of Trickster Stories Among the Dogs of North Park After the Change / Эволюция сказок о трикстерах, бытующих среди собак Норд-Парка после перемены novelette by Kij Johnson The Lineaments of Gratified Desire novella by Ysabeau S. Wilce

North Park is a backwater tucked into a loop of the Kaw River: pale dirt and baked grass, aging playground equipment, silver-leafed cottonwoods, underbrush—mosquitoes and gnats blackening the air at dusk. To the south is a busy street. Engine noise and the hissing of tires on pavement mean it’s no retreat. By late afternoon the air smells of hot tar and summertime river-bottoms. There are two entrances to North Park: the formal one, of silvered railroad ties framing an arch of sorts; and an accidental little gap in the fence, back where Second Street dead-ends into the park’s west side, just by the river. A few stray dogs have always lived here, too clever or shy or easily hidden to be caught and taken to the shelter. On nice days (and this is a nice day, a smell like boiling sweet corn easing in on the south wind to blunt the sharper scents), Linna sits at one of the faded picnic tables with a reading assignment from her summer class and a paper bag full of fast food, the remains of her lunch. She waits to see who visits her. The squirrels come first, and she ignores them. At last she sees the little dust-colored dog, the one she calls Gold. . . .