Ayee C.

“it seemed the land favored the drink of men and had rid itself of cool water long ago. The barkeep’s pours never ran dry, but the town well certainly did.”
― Rocio Carranza, My Dreams Come True and Other Dreadful Tales

“Her grandmother held herself like a secret, and sometimes Rayne liked to imagine that it was because she wasn’t human. That Mam’maw was a changeling with a mystery running deep in her blood.⁣”
― Roslyn Reed, A Hemorrhage of Us

“Molly steeled herself. She knew what he was seeing: her somewhat lopsided breasts, the stretch marks at her hips, the hair she tidied up with a razor in the shower when she thought of it and not often, the swelling at her ankles that had become semipermanent now that she spent most of her day on her feet.

He saw all of it and loved it all. And when the shadows disappeared, he wore nothing but the look of a man who knows firsthand what a miracle is.”
― Maria Vale, Molly Molloy and the Angel of Death

“Whispering winds. They aren’t ghosts, in a true sense—more like spirits. You hear them in the breeze, you feel them in the bark of a pine, you see them in that sunset.” He now moved his finger in the direction of the fading light. “They call to you. Everyone hears them in their own way, though most never listen or recognize them.”
― John Ellington, Whispering Winds of Appalachia