These stories are indescribably beautiful, I say, describing them in the only way I can. They put the heart back into science fiction.

Samatar describes only the parts of her worlds that matter. You won't catch her wasting words explaining what powers the spaceships. When a story finishes, you won't necessarily understand the state of the world, but painted with memories and interactions, you'll feel to your bones how much the main character longs for something their world will never provide.