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“Can dead flesh hold anger? Mine would. Mine would be the most excruciatingly bitter of them all.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“If I can’t fly away with the birds, I will settle for being another body they consume. Perhaps they will honor me, praise my skeleton and liquifying organs as I return to the earth as we all must. As we all deserve to do and nothing more.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“I used to know everything about her movements, her quirks, her kinks, every twitch of her expressive face, all those gestures and micro expressions were my poetry every day, my Bible I read from; her—the only one I could ever pray to and trust. And I have smashed all of our love down into unrepairable pieces. My girl with nighttime skin and eyes full of starry constellations, what have I done to you?”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“It’s been too long, and I need her badly, need her to make me human again.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“Our deaths deserve no other meaning than to be devoured. Our bodies have ruined the earth, it seems only right such bodies should give back to nature, to the animals. Because then it does not matter if society declares your face or skin or features wrong, we are all bodies waiting to be swallowed into soil, into the ocean.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“For her, I would burn.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“She is so sad and so beautiful, and I hate myself for equating the two things together.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“The shower door rattles as I bang my head over and over again across the hard plastic. Rattle-bang, rattle-bang until all the bad memories are gone. Gurgle, my stomach joins in on the rhythm, and we all play our bodily instruments until the overwhelming weight in my head stops pressing down.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“Their beaks will make a banquet of our decay. Our deaths deserve no other meaning than to be devoured. Our bodies have ruined the earth, it seems only right such bodies should give back to nature, to the animals.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“She wants to tell me how she really feels, but she’s scared. I can see that. I used to know everything about her movements, her quirks, her kinks, every twitch of her expressive face, all those gestures and micro expressions were my poetry every day, my Bible I read from; her—the only one I could ever pray to and trust. And I have smashed all of our love down into unrepairable pieces. My girl with nighttime skin and eyes full of starry constellations, what have I done to you?”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“The moon to my sun, keeping me balanced in a world where my own brain wages civil war with emotions.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“The midnight of her eyes instantly focuses on me. In her focus, I find my center and sanity.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“My ache for her was instant. She was the night come to life, a dewdrop of shimmering darkness wearing a bubblegum pink dress and matching heels.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“All the therapy I attended, all the medications I endured, none of it filled the vacancy left inside me from losing her. They are all here, my family and more, buried deep in my brain, trying to save me from the desire to fall, to drown, to bleed.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured
“wanted to drown with you Luna, not beneath you. Not away from you.”
Sara Tantlinger, To Be Devoured