“When he did appear his eyes were as brown as I remembered, pupils flecked with gold like beach pebbles.” — Amber Dawn Copy Share Image
“Is desecration teaching? Is violence knowledge? Is haunting a kind of life? I had no model for rebirth. No second coming blueprint.” — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“and I loved long drives how you can close your eyes, then open, and everything around you has changed.” — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“[This] story ...is the one I recount to remind myself that I survived and that the worth of my life can be paid back… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“I...believe that passively reading about or otherwise witnessing injustice injures us--it widens the disconnect. The part of us that is hurting does not heal… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“When I was thinking about How Poetry Saved My Life entering the “big literary world” I more so viewed it as sub genre or… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“When he did appear his eyes were as brown as I remembered, pupils flecked with gold like beach pebbles.” — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“I’m jealous – not of their money to spend, but jealous that, for them, going home is a simple matter of turning down the… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“Lying is the work of people who are told their truths have no value. The labour of survival is laden with myth and misunderstanding.… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“...I learned the power of identity--the idea that even an uneducated woman, like myself, who hadn't read Mary Wollstonecraft or bell hooks, could be… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“He has always been a silent gargoyle sitting at the head of our family table. I've pieced together his story from what little my… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“What would Samuel Becket say if he knew that Broadway musicals are all that survived of the theatre world?” — Amber Dawn Copy Share
“I had spent so much time secretly scared of rape that in that moment I was hardly even afraid anymore. Or rather I had… — Amber Dawn Copy Share
