Alex

“They called me Gravedigger.”
― Trista Mateer, Aphrodite Made Me Do It

“I allow myself, for the gash of a moment, to remember what I once possessed: the abyssal ocean, the song in those depths like swimming down the black throat of a god; the searing colors moting my sisters' coils, sapphire and quartz crushed into constellations and prisms of incandescence spiraling through the dark, our tails in endless, restless motion; our mother's eyes colossal, phosphorescent; our father's ribs, still studded with our egg sacs, his heartbeat in our veins. I'd been happy there.”
― Cassandra Khaw, The Salt Grows Heavy

“Nature abhors a form that cannot be repeated.”
― Mira Grant, Into the Drowning Deep

“Language doesn’t just allow us to describe the world as it exists: It also opens up a world of things that are not here.”
― Ray Nayler, The Mountain in the Sea