Danielle Vogel > Quotes

“A childhood coiled up like some shame shed. Until this body arrived in the present as if for the first time. Trough its being read, it was written. I wanted it.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“....gather these tiny omissions. All things that belong to me. A door in the stars. A door in the tongue.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“...this small sentence is the hallucinatory sill.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“...these are porous sheets.

Here within the communal lung of the word. We pulp language through its syntax. An irregular net, a nervous system, levitating, linking us through the book. Lead with your own breath pawing.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“Come here with a register of questions. Bolts of color. A serrated knife. A willingness to fillet. To realign. Un-hem and then seam again.

Hum for me. One key.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“Negotiate the body through noise, What these collated spaces suggest, As we re-imagine the place of the page so that it may exist.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“...body rises synesthetically. Saturated and liquidic. The emergence of sound through the lid of skin.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“a clutch of syllables tied with a blue string- red clover, lavender, damiana, juniper berries, and deer's tongue. A black candle. A copper ring of hair. Ink. Let it warp.”
― Danielle Vogel

“...all pages architecture intimacy. The symbiotic bonds between this space and ourselves. What happened. What wasn't remembered.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“even in the most lightless of places, we are able to dig up sensation through sound”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“The contortions that language allows. To bring us here, netted. To slow the space and compose a body between us. How these words appear sanitary and contained but how, just like us, they are multiplying subdermally.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“I write the gauziness of that grainy opened envelope upon unopened envelope of recollecting--”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“Your hands, a looping. Lip skin. Eyelash. Elbow. Stitch me into place.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“What we carry conjoins.

Between us we'll create another sustainable self. A communal body existing in the wake of an absent one.”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity

“...this book is a seance”
― Danielle Vogel, The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity