“Baby, don't build a monument for me of your sadness. You wouldn't have wasted your tears when I was alive. Why make an ocean of them now when it's over? The future you dreamed is a dream. Dream something else.” — Stephanie Roberts Copy Share Image
“I am protective of the gentle slope of stomach bulging like an early pregnancy, at my waist. I've earned its existence with everything I've… — Stephanie Roberts Copy Share Image
“Baby, don't build a monument for me of your sadness. You wouldn't have wasted your tears when I was alive. Why make an ocean… — Stephanie Roberts Copy Share Image
“Editing fiction is like using your fingers to untangle the hair of someone you love.” — Stephanie Roberts Copy Share Image
