“I’m a chalkboard that’s been erased over and over again until there’s nothing left but a haze of white dust. Before this I never understood how long an hour could take, how many ticks of the second hand are in… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“You think that the world we live in is ordinary. We make noise and static to fill the empty spaces where ghosts live. We let other people grow our food, bleach our clothes. We seal ourselves in, clean the dirt… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“Whatever is happening here, it definitely bypassed go and went straight to really fucking weird without collecting two hundred dollars.” — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“Kissing him is like falling into a river, some great fierce current carrying me outside of my body, and all around us the music… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“I’m a chalkboard that’s been erased over and over again until there’s nothing left but a haze of white dust. Before this I never… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“All the cells in my body rearrange, compass needles pointing to his north.” — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“You think that the world we live in is ordinary. We make noise and static to fill the empty spaces where ghosts live. We… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
“It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
