“Broken locks and bruised knees and borrowed lipgloss and rain on the streets”
“The sky bruised my eyes with rain's weight and my body was a held breath.”
“The rain's innumerable hooves spatter on the streets and roofs.”
“Fruit free of any bruises, not yet broken open, / With flesh so firm and smooth, it cried out to be eaten!”
“Don't worry, Evie; my heart isn't broken, only bruised."-Sarah to Evie Johnson, p.345”
“Closing up. Finally spent.You are gone.And now you're moving along.Heavy now. Tears remain.Hard pressed to rest.When all I feel like is a mess.Now, don't you worry your head.You're not my one and only friend.And I don't need you anymore.To leave me bruised and broken on the floor.You left me bruised. You left me broken.You left me bruised. You left me broken.”