Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams; “Mouse Koan”

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Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams; “Mouse Koan”

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I / am / everywhere exploited exhibited / exhausted / and I am still holy. / It doesn’t matter / what they do to you.
Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams; “Mouse Koan”
The truth is I'm here to rescue you.
Mouse Koan -- Catherynne M. Valente
You don't know what it's like to be a god without a name tag. HELLO MY NAME IS nothing. What? God of corporate ninja daemonic fuckery? That's not me. That's not the theme song.
Mouse Koan -- Catherynne M. Valente
Hiya, kids! Let me tell you something true: the future is plastics the future is me.
Mouse Koan -- Catherynne M. Valente

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A mirror-creature in a red dress forever out of reach as impenetrable and unpenetrating as itself.
Mouse Koan -- Catherynne M. Valente
They gave it a voice falsetto and terrible though the old school gods know the value of silence.
Mouse Koan -- Catherynne M. Valente
Seeing in me as tired and overworked as old gum the unbearable passionmouse of infinite stupid trashcamp joy and hewing to that. It's the riddle of me, baby. I am everywhere exploited exhibited exhausted and I am still holy. It doesn't matter what they do to you. Make you a permanent joke sell your heart off piece by piece robber princes ruin everything it's what they do like a baby cries.
Catherynne M. Valente; Mouse Koan