“All night I was rolling over and smelling you. All night I was rolling over and thinking about how you make me forget which way all my limbs are supposed to go.”— Chrissy Stockton, amazon.com
“You keep making poetry out of people who never stayed as if all the pretty words in the world can cover up the heartache.”— Genefe Navilon, letters-to-the-sea.tumblr.com