Yr Dead Quotes

“God, please notice me. Only, dear god, please not too closely.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“What I know for sure is any word repeated enough ends up meaning nothing.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“I can’t even bring myself to do the chanting. Whenever I do, all I hear is my own voice, alone next to everyone else’s. Here I am singing along to the radio while the rest of the world is somehow inside the radio singing together.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“But what else is life? Besides blood, what ties us? Sometimes miracle is just another word for naming precisely what already exists.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“What’s the cost of living—although never, Why does it cost to live?”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“All I want to do is leave a little more room for what good people are left to do their feral blooming.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“I tried to make my life what I hoped death might look like, a weighted blanket, the arms of a comforter wrapping around you as you watch your own story unfold across a screen outside of you. But, of course, I realize now, death is quite the opposite. It is reliving all of it, the fog become sentient, whatever’s left, feeling every inch of the needle work its way in, then out again, and then back in. The mark you leave on the world, left forever in you.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“Invisibility can be another kind of violence. There are a hundred different apocalypses on the horizon, and what can I do? Everyone’s either talking about it and not acting, or worse, not even talking, just going back to their salads and yoga classes and pashminas. And what can be done, really?”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“We light the fire and watch it spread at first like a yawn and then like an infection and finally, a religion.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“God, someone please notice me. Only, dear god, please not too closely.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“We are learning to control fire, to take a burning thing inside us, and then let it go.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“though when the old men find us, they scold me with one outstretched finger, the same one I use to reinvent the world.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“I love anything that breaks suffering down into a clean taxonomy you might look to when lost and nod your head in the performance of understanding.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“All I want to be is a minor augury, the oracle at Delphi huffing fumes off the bituminous limestone. All I want to do is leave a little more room for what food people are left to do their feral blooming.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“[The lord, with their seven heads,] deemed, in their infinite wisdom and cruelty, that we must be punished for our gluttony, this invented sin, and a flipped a great switch that requires us to take the world inside us in order to survive it, and so it was, and so it has ever since been.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“I'm a writer, the writer replied, I can't speak back to you what was as if it is, but rather can only record it for you once it is gone, to offer an isness that isn't anymore, do you understand?”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“Maybe what it means to belong to a city is that, if it could flee – the city, I mean – you might be one of the things it would grab in the night to carry with it so it could remember its name.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead

“Anywhere can be a home, so long as it feeds you.”
― Sam Sax, Yr Dead