Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club Quotes

“Newfoundland where it is perpetually almost summer until it is almost winter again.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“As if having more is reflective of being more.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Just joking with ya, b'y.
He said this readily in an unmistakable smirking way. But everyone knew he was never just joking. Not even a little bit joking. The claim provided him cover to make asinine remarks at everyone. He cloaked himself in a facade sense of humour cape, draped it over his own shoulders and across his face with every barb he sent into the world. If shots were not met with uncomfortable laughter, Rog advised any human hurt to get a sense of humour. Like his. This was just another coded way of saying once again that the hurt man, any hurt man, was like a woman.
Blow that whistle he did.
Our jokester felt certain being like a woman was the worst way to be and slandered them all female.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Stay alive long enough to buy new jeans...
That's what the economy wanted. Not for him to thrive. Find some kind of peace. Or gather up a fistful of happiness. It was not in the market's interest to keep him alive for the right reasons. And his human worth was sold back to him as such.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“This kind of love cannot meet an easy end”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“She has learned to abuse herself in a misguided attempt at thwarting expectation.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“But knowing something and facing it is altogether different.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Fight or flight, fight or flight, fight or flight.
But women aren't meant to do that anymore, Iris has learned.
Stay and suffer through.
Or lose your job, your house, your kids, your dog, your sanity, your self-respect, your life.
Stand and stay and suffer in what you've been trained to think is noble silence.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“This is why people are chasing their aces all over the poorest bays. Not because they've some genuine belief that they will catch the card. They can barely catch a break at all. A century of impoverishment and industry collapse, pillaging and recrimination, has taught them not to hope for much but a bit of fun when the cards are cut.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“I saw a pink caribou once.
And Iris nods and says, I want to be like that. After. I want to be a whole new animal.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Hard to say who is most or worst hurt when you treat people like nothing.
The fallout is catastrophic.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“And rape is a powerful word well-despised by rapists the world over, because they rightfully don't like being called out for what they are or what they do as it will for sure impact their ability to continue doing so. Not full on prevent them from continuing to rape, but it is a kind of inconvenience in life moving forward.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“...Listen to me, you are never to utter my fucking name--
But I don't have to utter your name. Children and dogs know about you.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“She's nothing to me, he will say soon. Very soon he will start saying Iris meant nothing to him and say it as often as he feels is necessary to clear his name and way forward.
But Iris is not nothing.
She's a person.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“...He continued to share his trauma around like orange slices. One for you. One for you. One for me. In this way he still retained the entire piece of fruit harboured inside bodies he inhabited.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“It's not like I beat her down.
No. It's not like that. Not exactly.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“John would cry atop her womb when she attempted autonomy of thought.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Tom has never known what it is like to live in constant fear that you won't make it through the winter. Tom expects to make it through every winter. Knows that spring will return. Plans for the summer. This is the great difference between the two of them. Tom plans for the future because he never doubts that there will be one, while Damien feels he has robbed each day like an unworthy street thief.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Broken hearts know not of dignified breaking.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“The paywall, while merely a dollar for the first month, priced a lot of people out. They hadn't the credit to afford the card to get the news about why they were so very poorly.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Smile. Smile for your money. Or starve.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Iris is for sacrificing.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Her body was built for fucking but her heart was not. It was built for that other thing that eludes her. This was perhaps the great tragedy of her person. Her external structure does not elicit the desired internal response in men.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Her loving him and him being well don't seem to get on at all... And now they would get nothing but ruination.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“He could never be comfortable wrapped in skin that was perpetually marked out.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“I am colouring my feelings, Iris, these are the real colours of my feelings.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“He burned his hand upon the stovetop of her every time he opened his jesus mouth.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“Your truth is not more fucking true than my truth.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“And conditions can shift. Weather conditions. Living conditions. Human conditions.
Even your name can go bad.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club

“ACES they called them. Adverse Childhood Experiences.
Iris has a pocket full of ACES.”
― Megan Gail Coles, Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club