Susan Sharp

“Can't nothing bother me when I got my hands in the dirt, he said. Like I'm talking to God with my fingers.”
― Jesmyn Ward, Sing, Unburied, Sing

“Do you have this organ here?” Cyrus asked her, pointing at the base of his throat. “A doom organ that just pulses all the time? Pulses dread, every day, obstinately? Like it thinks there’s a panther behind the curtain ready to maul you, but there’s no panther and it turns out there’s no curtain either? That’s what I wanted to stop.”
― Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

“The sky has turned the color of sandy red clay: orange cream. The heat of the day at its heaviest: the insects awoken from their winter slumber. I cannot bear the world.”
― Jesmyn Ward, Sing, Unburied, Sing

“After a certain age, time just drizzles down upon your head like rain in the month of March: you’re always surprised at how much of it can accumulate, and how fast.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, City of Girls