Local Heavens Quotes

“The taste of him, impossibly, was familiar, like stepping into an ancient memory, freshly remembered— as if he had kissed me a thousand times before, in other lifetimes and in other ways.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“Sometimes you love someone like a bad habit. You love them because it’s all you’ve ever known how to want, and you don’t know who you’d be otherwise.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“I had practiced, rather unconsciously, this chameleon behavior my whole life; that was, taking comfort in being “one of ” whoever’s company I was currently in. Sometimes it meant you’d go completely unnoticed; other times it was the closest you could get to acceptance or temporary camaraderie.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“The passage of time has a way of creeping up on us all, implanting us with renewed anxieties and regrets, as if from here onward, the future would hold nothing but smoke.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“I never trusted daybreak. The moon kept secrets, and the sun confessed them.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“Still, the age of “cracks in a dam” was long past⁠—the age of working the system, climbing the ladder, choosing lesser evils, or choosing anything at all. Systems were broken, and ladders had turned to slides long before either of us.”
― K.M. Fajardo, Local Heavens

“The Americas, for better or worse, would always match the frequency in my bones - the world I knew best even when I felt it didn't know me back.”
― K.M. Fajardo, Local Heavens

“Still, the age of [working the system, climbing the ladder, choosing lesser evils] was long past. Systems were broken, and ladders had turned to slides long before either of us. Lesser evils had leveled out into equal ones, burgeoning ones, inevitable ones. A place like the valley wasn't birthed from one legislative oversight, but from a spectacular compounding of societal failures, and, in the face of that, one spot of incidental kindness was only a bandage waiting to be bled through.”
― K.M. Fajardo, Local Heavens

“We couldn’t hide from each other like this, but that was fine. Our pain didn’t matter today; at least, not the way it had when she’d held me in my bed like a life raft. Now we just wanted one another, and if the pain was still there, then it wasn’t close to the melody tonight— only the steady, forgettable percussion that made our kisses sweeter.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens

“I used to think the best thing a girl could be was a beautiful little fool,” said Daisy. “But fools don’t last two minutes in this world. Now I know I’d much prefer my daughter smart. Forget beautiful. And you can’t be both, of course. No one likes a girl who’s both.”
― K M Fajardo, Local Heavens