PuniPoli

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

“I was tired of carrying around the weight of a love like worship, of sickly-warm rush of idolatry coloring my whole world.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“I believe family is whoever we point to. I did not just have you. You did not simply happen to me. I chose. I saw the possibilities and I chose and I would not judge the woman who chooses differently.”
― Gabriela Garcia, Of Women and Salt

“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