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“Prayer to the White God: Mother-God-of-the-wandering-womb / I open myself to thee / I surrender to thee my skull of milk / My purity / My teeth / My hunger / I open myself to thee / I surrender to thee my fears / I make a temple with thee and with horror / I open myself to thee / I surrender to thee my blood and that of my sisters / Together we will worship your incarnate jawbone / I open myself to thee / Dripping / Splattering / My desires / My anxieties / I open myself to thee / White God / To the forbidden / To thy stain / I open myself to thee.”
― Mónica Ojeda, Jawbone

“In return he offered up the saga of his dating life, the invisible oppression of being a narrow-shouldered man under patriarchy.”
― Tony Tulathimutte, Rejection

“Those two mattresses pushed together formed our raft: we were alone in the world, in the middle of an imaginary ocean.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband

“This feels to her what separates her universe and Shaun’s–a tree made by the hand of nature, and a tree made by the hand of an artist. It’s barely any difference at all, and the profoundest difference in the world.”
― Samantha Harvey, Orbital