Elizabeth Victoria Aldrich

“Gabriella let go of the knife and I held it in the same place for a minute or so, slowly dragging it up and down my thigh, doing it with a really light touch, not really doing any damage. I pulled it up my leg again but on its way down I put pressure on shaft, broke the skin with it, the blade traveling horizontally down the length of my leg for her, to show her how ready I was for her, so she could see some part of me that was on the inside.”
― Myriam Gurba, Dahlia Season: Stories and a Novella

“It took the city of New York to break them up. If that's not romantic, the word must've changed meanings while I wasnt looking.”
― Manuel Marrero

“Buildings or spinal columns shoot up from the pavement to sway clacking around a girl. Debbie, for this was her name, found herself one day walking like a friendly ghost through this forest of vertebrae. She's a disoriented T-cell obeying commands from a nervous system driven by a mean brain, and all of Debbie's instructions more or less consist of the same signal which is DEBBIE GET A JOB. What is happening to me, a girl thinks, walking to her job. No one touches her flesh so her flesh is made of air.”
― Laurie Weeks, The New Fuck You: Adventures In Lesbian Reading

“And because evil wants what evil gets. If you're alone in this world, mercurial loudmouth or free spirit, you will make enemies. To you, the dwindling, grinding, maddening work that will kill you if you let it. The rewards are few and more often than not thankless. Do not quit. It is more necessary than ever to have stories that invite us into other worlds, to communicate profoundly. Do not harbor any delusions that failure is not worth the effort.”
― Manuel Marrero, Thousands of Lies