Annice

“The way they talk about themselves—with such frankness—it feels like all people are wet clay, all the shapes that define us self-imposed. I realize this fits into the way I’ve always seen myself, which is: art, attempted, though often spoiled by the demands of another’s taste. It makes me wonder what shape I’d be if I’d never met another human being.”
― Ryan La Sala, The Honeys

“If I'm out of my own control, I'm within someone else's— that's what Mom used to tell us. She meant that the moment we lose our grip on a situation, it becomes an opportunity for someone else to take advantage of us. I heard it another way. I heard: It is up to you to demand people see you as you, or they will almost always decide you are someone else.”
― Ryan La Sala, The Honeys

“I have never prayed until Caroline died, and now that she’s gone, I only have one prayer. Just one. Wherever you are, let it be bright. I hope it’s light that greets us, in the end, after everything.”
― Ryan La Sala, The Honeys

“I want to imagine them out there, together in some unknowable brightness. Maybe they’re watching, maybe they’re not. But I hope they’re not alone.”
― Ryan La Sala, The Honeys