R.K. Kalaw

R.K. Kalaw does a reasonable job, most times, when she plays at being human. Her work has previously appeared in Uncanny. Her writing is fueled by coffee, peanut butter, and the inevitability of death. She enjoys cursing and sculpting, watching weeds thrive in her garden, experimenting with lambanog infusions, and collecting the bones of small animals. Find her on Twitter at @rk_kalaw.