Date: 2011

"A yellow-brown glob would slide down the metal, and Tommie would shut her eyes, the bees and white heads of flowers nodding in the warm daylight and the silhouette of Gary’s baseball cap written across the inside of her skull."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"His thoughts washed back and forth between pitying the child and wanting to crush her, stamp her out for her own sake."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"It's about letting go of the clench in your forehead and letting your heart steer."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"His mind unwinding like a spool of loose thread."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"He stared at her little heart-shaped face and kissed her cheek and kissed her mouth and a thrilling horror spread like a stain through the hollow of his chest."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"And the wind will be dirty in his hair, and there will be no decent place left in his heart because in all this chasing nothing he will have scrubbed it out, scrubbed it hollow, and nothing can fill it back up but words he makes as beautiful as he can."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"Clean out my heart, you know? It's like a crowded old garage. It needs emptying and sorting."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"When he opened the door the man spoke in a low voice, and it was for Lamb as though his head was filling up with snow, his thinking brain temporarily blanked out, eclipsed by the sudden flash of danger."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"He felt ash filling up his chest and throat from the inside, blocking his mouth and thickening his heart and filling up his head, he hoped, blocking it out like the heavy gray ceiling of winter settling in over the plains, so that he would not be able to see into it."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2011

"There will be such an awful beauty in your heart. A wound like a seal upon it."

— Nadzam, Bonnie