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“At school, I'd cry at how much I missed her. Sitting in between her back and the backrest. Even since I'd gotten bigger, I'd always cling to my mother. I hate my mother...Protest that I detest her and despise her and all the while I'm clinging on. And well, here I am still clinging on at 28.”
― Kabi Nagata, My Solo Exchange Diary Vol. 2

“And now I am a girl in a stone body,”
― Helena Fox, How It Feels to Float

“A House of My Own
Not a flat. Not an apartment in back. Not a man's house. Not a daddy's. A house all my own. With my porch and my pillow, my pretty purple petunias. My books and my stories. My two shoes waiting beside the bed. Nobody to shake a stick at. Nobody's garbage to pick up after.
Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem.”
― Cisneros, Sandra

“They just listened to music and talked about their childhoods, and it was all nice and innocent if you forget that they were humans who had hearts.”
― Akwaeke Emezi, Freshwater