Status Updates From Gliff

‘Weeds are just flowers or plants that people have decided to call weeds because people decide they don’t want them there—It’s a flower—Daisy told us there were times when she hated her name—it means the day’s eye—it’s called that because daisies open when it’s light & close when it’s dark—Her eyes are open, lit, black & imperturbable. They look like home—What gliff means: To glimmer like sudden unanticipated light.’

‘There were a lot of flowers—somebody whose name wasn’t Rose but—a kind of symbolic rose to the singer—a person who’s been east & west—never been alone because of this rose—wherever they are. When the singer’s boat is wrecked by sea storms—the rose alone withstands the storms—the rose keeps the singer alive—telling them stories of all the other possible places—Like learning that time can sing & that it’s old & young’

'There used to be more than two hundred and seventy different types of bees when I was small. And—hornets, I think they’re beautiful as well as frightening. Like flying fuchsias, with their long legs hanging down
? Flowers, it’s a kind of flower. Did you know you can eat fuchsias? Why was it different calling a person something from calling a horse a name? It was different, I’d never thought about it before—'

time jump i really wasn’t expecting

this book is strange and i like it