Kacy

“With that thought, the boy had the electric realisation that all his life he had been eating the decisions of his Ancestors. Every fish, every mudcrab, every ugari or turtle or vegetable or egg or fruit, they all came to him — to all his people — from generations of nurture. None of it was accidental, or random. And if his Old People hadn't cherished the biggest fish and the female turtles, if they hadn't sung up the Country, and protected the fecund of every species since the dawn of time, then he would not have eaten the results from the fire that night. Just as his children and grandchildren still unborn had needed him to release today's Matriarch. The thought consumed him with wonder; it made him feel small, yet at the same time as though he belonged in a universe of meaning; part of a web of ceaseless and sacred connection across thousands of generations.”
― Melissa Lucashenko, Edenglassie

“It's very painful to start loving someone when holding on to the idea of hating them keeps you safe.”
― Fern Brady, Strong Female Character

“She imagined her life in time lapse, shadows moving in circles away from the sun, the stars scattered like glass from a broken window, flowers wilting, a dead fox decaying in the forest, babies being born in a gush of blood, the whole world moving on while she stayed perfectly still in that house.”
― Victoria Hannan, Kokomo

“A smell of strawberries on her breath, so enticing I could crawl into her mouth. Bubblegum visible through her clicky-clacky cheerleader teeth, no braces like Clondine, a mouthful of colourful metal.”
― Ali Land, Good Me, Bad Me