I love Sheckley even though I’ve only read Mindswap and this, which I’m sure many a college student and Twitter user would call cultural appropriation, which sure but when Ursula K Le Guin does this kind of stuff people call it feminist. This is a short comic story about death, pleasure, and an interracial cross-underworld love story between Xolotl and Cassandra, two prophets “sharing one horse on their way to save the Cosmos.” Verging on dad joke territory but good fun. The edition I have was put out by a little press called Pulphouse Publishing based in Eugene, OR (1991).