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“Bess who has been fingering a fruit-lid jar lid — absently, heedlessly dropped it — aimlessly groping across the table, reclaims it again. Lightning in her brain. She releases, grabs, releases, grabs. I can do. Bang! I did that. I can do. I! ... Centuries of human drive work in her; human ecstasy of achievement. satisfaction deep and fundamental as sex: I can do, I use my powers; I! I!”
― Yonnondio from the Thirties
― Yonnondio from the Thirties
“She'd climbed in his heart without thinking, the way that a kid idly tongues a loose tooth.”
― Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory
― Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory
“Mazie sits with a sense of non-being over her – of it being someone other than she sitting there timeless, suspended in a dusky room, feeling a voice gathering around her, kind still hands of sound flaring into words meaningless and strange, meaningless when one tries to understand, but meaningful for a fleeting second.”
― Yonnondio: From the Thirties
― Yonnondio: From the Thirties
“She was always a good deal of trouble, and I suspect she will reappear when I least want to see her, skirts too long, shy to the point of aggravation, always the injured party, full of recriminations and little hurts and stories I do not want to hear again, at once saddening me and angering me with her vulnerability and ignorance, an apparition all the more insistent for being so long banished.”
― Slouching Towards Bethlehem
― Slouching Towards Bethlehem
“History is what [hearts]
curse shared out among the holes in personhood, the cars,
in the twist of torsos, the swing of blood,
a billion and a half tons of plastic and metal
moving around bound to some insane imperative
the stiffening cast of motion, shutter and shadow
morcellized, that's my jam,
that's the molecule won't compute,
won't shut up about how weird it is
no other world is possible
except all of them”
― We Are Nothing and So Can You
curse shared out among the holes in personhood, the cars,
in the twist of torsos, the swing of blood,
a billion and a half tons of plastic and metal
moving around bound to some insane imperative
the stiffening cast of motion, shutter and shadow
morcellized, that's my jam,
that's the molecule won't compute,
won't shut up about how weird it is
no other world is possible
except all of them”
― We Are Nothing and So Can You
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