Allee

“How cruel that our parents, unexorcisable, go on inside of us. How cruel that we cannot disimbricate their ghosts from our being.”
― Rivers Solomon, Model Home

“Despite all these boys, I was still alone. We were all within a few hundred feet of each other, in our beds, on our phones, reaching out to strangers, all bound by this same fate, and yet I felt like there wasn’t another soul for years and miles.”
― Santiago Jose Sanchez, Hombrecito

“I felt a fear I’d had before: I needed the people in my life more than they needed me. This fear made me want to be useful and polite and good, so no one would ever tire of me; I had noticed the way some people, like my brother and father, drained the around them. And then I saw the problem from a different angle, in a different light, blinding and new: I had to care less about people. I had to separate myself from others. Let them need and miss me. Nothing exhausted me more than trying not to care. It was an effort, always. But it was necessary.”
― Santiago Jose Sanchez, Hombrecito

“At the heart of our relationship was a debt that changed hands each time we failed to be good to each other. We had passed it back and forth for years, and it had grown to an unbearable size. We would never settle the score.”
― Santiago Jose Sanchez, Hombrecito