“you had me at the bottom of your abyss before we even kissed”— Kristin Michelle Elizabeth, amazon.com
“selfish lovers only want love once it is too late and the damage is done”— Kristin Michelle Elizabeth, amazon.com
“in hopes of a brighter future I tend to give my soul which in time becomes irreplaceable”— Kristin Michelle Elizabeth, amazon.com
“She’d rather be a blazing wildfire than a dimming candle; always igniting the fire within her soul that could never be put out.”— Kristin Michelle Elizabeth, thoughtcatalog.com
“I’ve always been a rebel when it comes to romance he’s worth the risk I take the chance”— Kristin Michelle Elizabeth, thoughtcatalog.com
“Roses are red, violets are blue, I have five fingers, the middle one is for you.”— Gena Showalter, amazon.com
“if the ocean can calm itself so can you. we are both salt water mixed with air.”— Nayyirah Waheed, amazon.com
“My personal poetry is a failure. I do not want to be a person. I want to be unbearable.”— Anne Carson, newyorker.com
“Turn a latex glove inside out— that’s what it looks like. Every part of me aches its belligerence in your direction.”— Alexandria Hall, narrativemagazine.com
“White Americans talk about democracy like it’s a bag of seeds you buy at Home Depot, sprinkle across your backyard before freedom grows fully bloomed from the soil, petals red and blue outstretched. They talk like all soil is the same. Like every seed comes with a 100% satisfaction sticker, guarante…”— Hazem Fahmy, sukoonmag.com
“Americans ask me why Arabs love dictators and I say abusive relationships are hard to get over. When Mubarak fell back in 2011, Cairo couldn’t help but cry, sent him a text message: اسفين يا ريس. Please come back. Virtually every Arab country has been under a brutal regime since the fifties. My coun…”— Hazem Fahmy, sukoonmag.com
“I’m folding your leaving Into the nothing-feeling Will it lighten Will it lighten”— Sarah V. Schweig, bombmagazine.org
“My favorite poem is the one that starts 'Thirty days hath September' because it actually tells you something.”— Groucho Marx, books.google.com
“But maybe a face that needs holding. Or some laundry that needs folding, like that other night when I faced you, pulled your shirt over your arms and heard you say, everyone deserves this. And I didn’t know if you meant a shirt or arms or just someone to pull it off of you. Someone to touch your fre…”— Kimberly Grey, narrativemagazine.com
“So much of any year is flammable, lists of vegetables, partial poems. Orange swirling flame of days, so little is a stone.”— Naomi Shihab Nye, poetryfoundation.org