Tiny Seiters

“Words are not enough. Not mine, cut off at the throat before they breathe. Never forming, broken and swallowed, tossed into the void before they are heard. It would be easy to follow, fall to my knees, prostrate before the deli counter. Sweep the shelves clear, scatter the tins, pound the cakes to powder. Supermarket isles stretching out in macabre displays. Christmas madness, sad songs and mistletoe, packed car parks, rotten leaves banked up in corners. Forgotten reminders of summer before the storm. Never trust a promise, they take prisoners and wishes never come true. Fairy stories can have grim endings and I don’t know how I will face the world without you.”
― Peter B. Forster, More Than Love, A Husband's Tale

“I evolved a new understanding of the word "whore," one that was less about being and more about essence. It was not that I had don something wrong so much as I existed in the wrong way. [...] Shawn had more power over me than I could possibly have imagined. He had defined me to myself.”
― Tara Westover, Educated

“She looked to Roy as though she lived in Oz, in the land of color, like she carried it with her everywhere she went. When they began dating, he found that her energy was the perfect counterpoint to the world into which he sank at regular intervals, that black and white Kansas that he inhabited.”
― J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye

“Your home is your safe harbor; may it shelter you from the outside world during tough times and happy ones. May you find peace and harmony here for as long as you call this place home. For all who enter, may God bless. Amen.”
― Vickie McKeehan, Keeping Cape Summer