Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
"I knew going out of the house was a bad idea. I don't even know why people go out and walk on streets and talk to other people when being alone is just so damn wonderful. When you're alone, no one's staring at you. No one's pointing fingers at you. No one's snickering or stopping you on the street and asking you questions."
Dreams of 18 by Saffron A. Kent
by Nikolay Zharov
“I pointed at Camille. “She makes me feel.” I pointed at Dad. “Your tears, they should make me sad, right? They don’t. I see you upset and I think ‘I don’t want you to be unhappy’ but I don’t feel your sadness. But her”—I leaned forward, as if proximity might make my dad understand—“when she cries, when she laughs; I feel it in here.” I tapped my chest over my heart. “I’ve never had that, never experienced anything like it. I can’t let that go. Don’t you see?”
The Bad Guy by Celia Aaron
“She knew I’d never been hugged as a wee boy and that I wrote about love in the same way people write about sci-fi: solely from my overworked imagination.”
Midnight Blue by L.J. Shen
"Sometimes I imagine your Fingers in the Wind. Gently touching my Skin, braiding my wild Hair. But then I open my eyes, and it's been just the wind."
“Hesitantly, she reached out her baby finger and linked it with his own. This was her way of holding his hand without others seeing.
He curved his pinky around hers, looking at her from out of the corner of his eye.”
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“Turning around to look at him, I put a hand on his cheek. “Are you happy, Alex?”
“I’m an artist. My job is not to be happy. My job is to feel, to suffer, and to conjure the same feelings in others.”
Midnight Blue by L.J. Shen
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