Brawl Girl

“In the subway car, a mystery of proximity: a yawn passing from mouth to mouth, across a line of seated strangers, in perfect order. I watched it moving like a secret through a row of children, washing toward me as each person opened their lips to swallow it up and then, in unbroken revolution, give it away. I thought this must be G-d: air moving through human bodies like a soft needle picking up stitches along pale cloth.”

“We are luminous beings. We are perceivers. We are an awareness; we are not objects; we have no solidity. We are boundless. The world of objects and solidity is a way of making our passage on earth convenient.”

“i think there’s a reason sadness in my mother tongue sounds like a sigh that’s been held a while. i am the eldest daughter of an eldest daughter i eat the blame and send back forgiveness. i turn the day into something worthy.”