Erin Jenkins

“I was a child with a child’s attention span. Many adults think this is no more than a butterfly’s, flittering from thought to thought, but they have forgotten how, in some children, it is as sharp and pointed as a stiletto. Mine was focused now.”
― T. Kingfisher, Hemlock & Silver

“I can’t draw you out of your anguish by arguing that it isn’t there. I can’t talk truth by telling favorable lies.”
― John Wiswell, Wearing the Lion

“I know some of your kindness comes from pain. Scabs mistaken for flesh.”
― John Wiswell, Someone You Can Build a Nest In

“See me. See me for who I am. I am magic. I am human. I am inhuman. See me. I am a boy. I am a girl. I am everything and nothing in between. See me. You do. You see me. You recoil in fear. You scream in anger. See me. I bleed. I ache. You see me, and you wish you hadn’t. You wish I was invisible. Out of sight, out of mind. Unseen, faded, muted. You want my color. You want my joy. You want a monochrome world with monochrome beliefs. You see me, and you want to take it all away. But you can’t. You want me lost, but I am found in the breaths I take, in the spaces between heartbeats. I am found because I refuse to be in black and white, or any shade of gray. I am color. I am fire. I am the sun, and I will burn away the shadows until only light remains. And then you will have no choice but to see”
― T.J. Klune, Somewhere Beyond the Sea