content"The Horrid Glory of its Wings," my harpy story with bonus! title stolen from Peter S. Beagle, to tor.com.
It forms a nice sort of thematic argument of diptych with my other tor.com story, "The Girl who Sang Rose Madder," but there are no zombies in this one.
And that, officially, is the very last short story I had both written and unsold. I wonder if one of the others will put out for me one of these lifetimes.