The Babies Quotes

“where I fold and unfold my left arm into November, my hair
into my sister,
where the black-gloved woman plays my heart like a crumpled
violin,
where I stand creased and lusting for paper, where I have no
more dead lovers
than you, where beautiful girls are always asked for directions,
where I keep myself real, flirting with the ventriloquists,
where my father holds me like a paper doll, where doors can be
torn down
swiftly, where neither one of us is a miracle,

I understand only this:

It is lonely in a place that can burn so fast.


from "The Origami Fields”
― Sabrina Orah Mark, The Babies

“where I fold and unfold my left arm into November, my hair
          into my sister,
where the black-gloved woman plays my heart like a crumpled
          violin,
where I stand creased and lusting for paper, where I have no
          more dead lovers
than you, where beautiful girls are always asked for directions,
where I keep myself real, flirting with the ventriloquists,
where my father holds me like a paper doll, where doors can be
          torn down
swiftly, where neither one of us is a miracle,

I understand only this:

It is lonely in a place that can burn so fast.

— Sabrina Orah Mark, “In The Origami Fields,” The Babies. (Saturnalia; 1st Edition edition, November 15, 2004)

 

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― Sabrina Orah Mark, The Babies