Karlen HK

“To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.”
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

“He came out of nothingness, took form, was loved, was always bound to return to nothingness.”
― George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo

“One feels such love for the little ones, such anticipation that all that is lovely in life will be known by them, such fondness for that set of attributes manifested uniquely in each: mannerisms of bravado, of vulnerability, habits of speech and mispronouncement and so forth; the smell of the hair and head, the feel of the tiny hand in yours—and then the little one is gone! Taken! One is thunderstruck that such a brutal violation has occurred in what had previously seemed a benevolent world. From nothingness, there arose great love; now, its source nullified, that love, searching and sick, converts to the most abysmal suffering imaginable.”
― George Saunders, Lincoln in the Bardo

“The two years between them was nothing. They squabbled over the same dolls, competed for the same Oreos, memorized the same cartoon openings. Calla was his equal - why was she in charge, exactly? And the things they squabbled over, Christ, it could be a stick. Anything Calla had claimed, Dre took an interest in. Like she made things have value when she touched them.”
― Neena Viel, Listen to Your Sister