Books

"I can make two or three hundred bucks a day hanging out with these dudes, or $7.50 an hour."

Problems, Jade Sharma

"My dark hair makes my eyes more cat-like and brighter in hue. More Eastern European. Less American. I am starting to make sense to them. I am taking off all my American skin. Killing my ability to pass for the Middle American and quiet and from here. Instead I am from the bloki again. Soviet-built and dooming."

-Karolina Waclawiak, How To Get Into the Twin Palms

Language, as she deployed it, was neither a line cast nor a bullet fired. It was a catholic mechanism: the sharp twist of a pilot biscuit into the waifish body of a christ. A word, placed on her tongue, became flesh. One night it was almost morning, I could almost see her, every sentence a necklace she was pulling out of her mouth, tangled in smoke.

From Things to Make and Break, by May-Lan Tan

"The Hyena is exactly what Elisabeth had been expecting: a brazen invertebrate, the worst kind of person this age has produced. Abject beings, flaunting their lack of grace, and proud to live like animals. One doesn't even think of Satan on seeing her approach: he would choose a more impressive shape. Not this long, slim, flexible body, stupidly pleased with itself."

-Virginie Despentes, Apocalypse Baby

"My voice stayed even through this, but I wasn’t trying. It was this thing still inside me- this quiet that had hold of my limbs and seemed to be running the rest of me."

-Heather Lewis, Notice