ela.

“your hand
touching mine.
this is how
galaxies
collide.”
― Sanober Khan

“In fairy tales, a kiss marks a threshold—between the state of being cursed or cured lies a kiss. But not all kisses cure; some kill. Thresholds go both ways, after all. I wasn’t thinking about this when Indigo drew me to her beneath the chandeliers of her Paris hotel. At the time, I wished only to trap her laughter under glass. I could not hear, back then, how uncannily triumphant the sound was.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Last Tale of the Flower Bride

“What is belonging?” we ask. She says, “Where loneliness ends.”
― Rivers Solomon, The Deep

“Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, To Helen