Anna Markmann

“He laughs again and I want to eat his laughter, be nourished by it, feel it in my blood.”
― Lene Fogelberg, Beautiful Affliction

“The cicadas buzzing, I can hear them through the window. Buzzing louder and louder. Just like the night I sat by the window in the dark, gasping for air, feeling the riddle wriggling in my chest, hearing the monster's heavy footsteps in my ears. And suddenly I know. What they do all those years living in the ground. The nymphs who are to become cicadas. Maybe they don’t know it themselves, but they are writing their song. Collecting the notes in the dark earth. The song rising to the sky, this is how it is, this is how it always is. The song floating toward the sky comes from the underworld.”
― Lene Fogelberg, Beautiful Affliction

“Dancing is like poetry written by our bodies: our outstretched arms our words of longing.”
― Lene Fogelberg, Beautiful Affliction

“She is one of these women who always carries a home with her, wherever she is.”
― Lene Fogelberg, Beautiful Affliction