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“What turns the milk sky pink?
Is it the sins of the world,
bleeding up into the atmosphere
reddening the clouds up above
or is it love. Could it be
love? Jesus Christ,
can there be love?
There will be more love,
says the sky,
There will be more love.”
― Yrsa Daley-Ward, The Terrible: A Storyteller's Memoir

“In this age of censorship, I mourn the loss of books that will never be written, I mourn the voices that will be silenced-writers' voices, teachers' voices, students' voices-and all because of fear.”
― Judy Blume, Places I Never Meant to Be: Original Stories by Censored Writers

“when it is but it ain't

Some of us love badly.
Sometimes the love is the type of love that implodes.
Folds in on itself. Eats its insides.
Turns wine to poison.
Behaves poorly in restaurants.
Drinks. Kisses other people.
Comes back to your bed at 4am smelling like everything outside.
Asks about your ex. Is jealous of your ex.
Thinks everyone a rival.

Some of us love others badly, love ourselves worse.
Some of us love horrid, love beastly.
Love sick love anti light.
Sometimes the love can’t go home at night,
can’t sleep with itself, cannot contain itself,
catches fire, destroys the stomach,
strips buildings, goes missing.
Punches. Smashes heirlooms.
Tells lies. The best lies. F*s around.
Writes poems, impresses people.
Chases lovers into corners.
Leaves them longing. Sea sick.
Says yes. Means anything but.
Tricks the body.
Kills the body.
Dances wild
and walks away, smiling.”
― Yrsa Daley-Ward

“Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak