“She sat there, at the statue’s feet, and tugged at a blade of grass wondering if someone ever bothered setting flowers inside the mausoleum…” – Silvia Moreno-Garcia, ‘Mexican Gothic’

“we’ll wrap our arms, / my brother and me, // and become / in the surf rising” – Ross Gay, ‘Be Holding’

“Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe.” – ‘The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy’

“Every day I think about where I came from and I am still proud to be who I am…” – Zinedine Zidane, excerpt/quoted in ‘Citizen’ by Claudia Rankine

“‘Who Janey tell him the naked woman was?’ ‘Told him she didn’t see none.’ ‘You believe they saw it?’ ‘Well, they saw something.'” – Paul D and Stamp Paid, ‘Beloved’

“I mean / when I see something dull and uneven, / barnacled and ruined, / I know how to get to its iridescent everything.” – Eve L. Ewing, “what I mean when I say I’m sharpening my oyster knife”

“Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.” – Santiago, ‘The Old Man And The Sea’

“Whoever does not avert their eyes from this false eclipse listens to a bloodstream in reverse.” – Eric Baus, “A Distant Address”

“The airport is already beginning to get to me…I can even smell the seeping odor of the word search books…the extended feel of transition in every item.” – Francie, ‘The Butterfly Lampshade’

“…too frightened…to watch would be to understand the play isn’t being staged for us. To learn we simply do not matter to the players at all.” – Mr. Suydam, ‘The Ballad of Black Tom’