Lindsey Rojem

“I have loved you since before I was born, I think. I have studied you, worshipped you, lost you, mourned you.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting

“She came to us as any apocalypse does: slowly at first, and then all at once.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Knight and the Butcherbird

“Then why do I feel like the dust of your name is buried in my bones?”
― Amber McBride, Me: Moth

“Bel,” she said helplessly, around the fire in her throat. “Queen of ducks and angels. You shall have poems written to you with a quill on fire. You shall have songs sung to you by enchanted harps. Whole branches of grammar will be invented only to praise you.” “Ysabel Hawthorn,” she said, and she could not keep the heat from her voice, “demand better than to be worshipped by a crumb.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, The River Has Roots