PuniPoli

“You did not let me keep my name, so I will strip you of yours. In this world you are what I say you are, and I say you are a ghost, a long night's fever dream that I have finally woken up from. I say you are the smoke-wisp memory of a flame, thawing ice suffering under an early spring sun, a chalk ledger of depts being wiped clean. I say you do not have a name.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You taught us to never feel guilty, to revel when the world demands mourning”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“Florida is where most rafters end up,
but there’s no nation more warlike
than the United States.”
― Margarita Engle, Your Heart My Sky

“If you can still hear me wherever you are, my love, my tormentor, hear this: It was never my intention to murder you. Not in the beginning, anyway.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood