Mercy

“Le bruit est partout, à toutes les heures du jour et de la nuit, presque autonome par rapport aux personnes qui sont censées le produire, le bruit pénètre les corps par le conduit auditif et se répercute dans chaque parcelle de l'organisme, le bruit harcèle le silence des organes.”
― Édouard Louis, Histoire de la violence

“Drift,” she mouths softly in English, “what is drift?” My mother translates into her language, not one of mine. I try to make myself remember by writing 婆 over and over on squares of paper covering the walls so I am surrounded by the women and the water radicals they hold close. The tips of waves touch me in my sleep.”
― Nina Mingya Powles, Magnolia, 木蘭

“Anyway, after that I called myself a poet. The way you feel about writing poems that no one reads and committing murders that no one knows about is not that different.”
― Kim Young-ha, Diary of a Murderer and Other Stories

“I want to know the names of the trees in all other languages too so that I find out what they taste like to other people. But my mouth can only hold so much.”
― Nina Mingya Powles, Magnolia, 木蘭