Lucy Skeet

“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”
― richard siken

“He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.”
― Richard Siken

“Never say you know the last word about any human heart.”
― Henry James

“Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.”
― Richard Siken, War of the Foxes