The Memory Librarian and Other Stories of Dirty Computer

by Janelle Monáe

Imagine a flood, imagine a wave, imagine an avalanche, imagine a storm. Imagine any disaster you please, but note that it always begins as one before it becomes many.

Just like Terry, just like New Dawn, to be so sure they made her. What were her paltry dreams of control, compared to this white man’s bulldozer of self-assurance?

Neer broke the script. “What if sometimes . . . everything is too much?” Jane blinked, surprised. “We’re not too much. Never too much. Who we are and what we feel can’t be too much. Might feel that way sometimes, but it isn’t true.”