Sara Ray

“I wish the ocean learned to speak its terrors to me, the way introductions speak of repressed ideas and meaning. the ocean, how she consumes desire and sets me dreaming, like flame and fire, burning darkness away until you learn to speak our names. She teaches me to cry, and with my tears, I drown the earth. She teaches me to cry and with my tears I drown the earth.”
― Xavier Navarro Aquino, Velorio

“When we returned to memoria, the clouds were still thick overhead, pregnant with rain but unwilling to release".”
― Xavier Navarro Aquino, Velorio

“Everyone now links hands and sways from side to side like the waves kissing the shore.”
― Xavier Navarro Aquino, Velorio

“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Có nhớ mẹ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, Do you remember me?

I miss you more than I remember you.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous