“and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it's giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.”
“YOU'RE IN MY MOUTH, I said. GET OUT OF MY MOUTH.”
“My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.”
“My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope - make yourself a structure you can live inside.”
“I loved my brother, but relying on him was like closing a hand around air.”
“I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.”