“It's almost August, and the last swarm of lovebugs swirls around me, their tiny connected bodies a tragedy. They're born, they fuck, they die a horrific death splattered against an uncaring windshield. That's the cycle: The ones we love always… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“How can you make an informed decision about whether to save the world if you never leave your tiny part of it?” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“When the days are darkest, dear, you latch on to happiness wherever you find it.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“Soon, the whispers would solidify and their version of the truth would be the only one that mattered.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“I loved how the sun and salt spray perfused my skin, filling me with the memory of light. God surely meant for humans to… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“You have to write about yourself before you can write about anything else.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“I danced from group to group with ease. That’s always been one of my gifts. The ability to move around like a social chameleon.… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“I tried to think of the right thing to say, but sometimes the right thing to say is nothing.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“When we died, the only things we’d leave behind of importance were our deeds. Our corpses would rot and our treasured belongings would wind up in someone else’s house or in a landfill. Our clothes don’t tell the stories of our lives, and no one would remember what kind of dishes we had. But they’d remember the thing we’ve done.… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share
“I know,” I say, slapping the ash off my palm. The words rush from my mouth before she says them. It’s easier to hear… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“If a kid looks like he doesn't give a shit, it's not because he doesn't believe in himself anymore; it's because no one else… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“If she had any fucks to give about what we thought of her, she hoarded them jealously.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
