Three Rooms Press

“Just like life, it was over much too soon. And just like life, there weren't any answers. But like that one-in-an-eight-million great New York moment, I didn't need one. (Dark City Lights)”
― Peter Carlaftes

“What was the truth? I wished the truth was some fixed, solid little box I could explain and describe and understand. But the truth was this wobbly, gelled thing. I had this idea of my heart as this separate being that just spilled over everywhere, consuming whatever fell in its path.”
― Meagan Brothers, Weird Girl and What's His Name

“I myself cried when I got angry, then became unable to explain why I was angry in the first place. Later I would discover this was endemic among female human beings. Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine" so we suppress it -until it overflows. I could see that not speaking up made my mother feel worse. This was my first hint of the truism that depression is anger turned inward; thus women are twice as likely to be depressed. My mother paid a high price for caring so much, yet being able to do so little about it. In this way, she led me toward am activist place where she herself could never go.”
― Gloria Steinem, My Life on the Road

“I'm looking for something new to believe in that isn't the way people yearn at night in the city.”
― Constance Renfrow, Songs of My Selfie: An Anthology of Millennial Stories