I get to be in this.

"Beneath it the water was clear and still in the shadow, whispering and clucking about the stone in fading swirls of spinning sky" — William Faulkner, "The Sound and the Fury"

#SundaySentence

“When people of a later age look back upon the barbarous customs and superstitions of the times that we have the unhappiness to live in, what WILL they say!”
#SundaySentence

Thomas Hardy
Jude the Obscure

“It’s easy to charm a person who talks too much: all you have to do is listen.”

London Falling
by Patrick Radden Keefe.
#SundaySentence
#BookSky

“I know I’m American because when I walk into a room something dies.”

#SundaySentence from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying” by Noor Hindi (@noorhindi.bsky.social)

Via Read a Little Poem on Facebook. @readalittlepoem.bsky.social

#SmallPoemSunday
#Poetry #NationalPoetryMonth #poem

A part of him longed to hear the voice of another human. Another part of him hoped never to see another person as long as he lived.

#SundaySentence

SALVATION by C. William Langsfeld

honestly it’s hilarious that he’s trying to fight the pope and the pope is like “I don’t think about you at all”

I don't think my day can recover from "I thought it was me as a doctor." Let's call it a wrap.

"Language is the soul's ozone layer, and we thin it at our peril" — Sven Birkerts, "The Gutenberg Elegies"

#SundaySentence

She had just wanted to know what it was like to brush up against the dazzling future again.

“Between the Shadow and the Soul”

BRAWLER by Lauren Groff

#SundaySentence

"Of all the epitaphs that may one day be written on the gravestone of Western liberalism, the most damning is this: Faced off against a nihilistic, endlessly cruel manifestation of conservatism, and somehow managed to make it close." - Omar El Akkad

#SundaySentence

"What they don't tell you is this: to live without fear is lonesome."
T Kira Māhealani Madden, Whidbey

#SundaySentence

"It is often better to be silent than to talk to the wrong listener." - Franz Kafka

#sundaysentence 💙📚

See, the heart was a home with many rooms, and you would never stop relying on an impossibly complex network of truths, lies, and concessions to keep it all propped up and protected like boards behind the walls or bones within the body.

THE RESERVATION by Rebecca Kauffman

#sundaysentence

3LBE Magazine - The Final Safest Place by Wendy N. Wagner By the time the survivor half-scrambled, half-swam into the cove, every inch of her was battered and scraped. Twice she'd been knocked off her feet by the waves, barely catching herself before...

The newest issue of Three-Lobed Burning Eye is out today, with free stories by @haileypiperfights.bsky.social, @genni.bsky.social, and myself! Buy a copy to read amazing works by @keithrosson.bsky.social, @claymcleod.bsky.social, & @cybergodwrites.bsky.social.
www.3lobedmag.com/issue47/3lbe...

Black-Market Plastic Surgeries of the Soul: “Hog Butcher For the World” Appearing in CHTHONIC MATTER QUARTERLY My short story, "Hog Butcher For the World," plays leadoff for CHTHONIC MATTER QUARTERLY, #13.

Black-Market Plastic Surgeries of the Soul: “Hog Butcher For the World” Appearing in CHTHONIC MATTER QUARTERLY

My short story, "Hog Butcher For the World," plays leadoff for CHTHONIC MATTER QUARTERLY, #13.

I had a sensation of floating, not unlike floating on the salty swells, as if I were borne aloft, as if I were held by this lake of stars.
- Rachel Kushner, Creation Lake

#sundaysentence

The sun is not rising. The sun is not setting. The sun, my friends, has no daily orbit.
- Rachel Kushner, Creation Lake

#SundaySentence

#SundaySentence

I craved the safety of loneliness; cool and plain — that, at least, was something I knew.

SOFT CORE by Brittany Newell

#SundaySentence

I know!! I object.

And then all at once I was invisible fire, heaving, wings and bosom and vinegar so crisp it’d make your eyes water, but you can’t say shit like that in prose. Sorry.

“The Baby” by Annie Neugebauer in THE REMAINS Issue 4

@annieneugebauer.bsky.social

#sundaysentence

Will the Last One to Leave Please Turn Out the Lights? - Nightmare Magazine The Idiot looms like a tumorous moon in the morning sky as Morris County Animal Control Officer Bailey Butler passes Stantonsville’s last operating gas station and turns off onto Franklin Road. For a ...

We have a fantastic new novelette up today at Nightmare about a small-town animal control officer just trying to save a dog during the apocalypse.
DO NOT MISS "Will the Last One to Leave Please Turn Out the Lights?" by @gordonbwhite.bsky.social !!
www.nightmare-magazine.com/fiction/will...

Milo Todd discusses his novel THE LILAC PEOPLE (Counterpoint Press/@catapultbooks.bsky.social) with Aiden Grace Smith necessaryfiction.com/interviews/a...

At the thought of how I was betraying a kindly, decent man, my emotions stood ready to be opened easily, like a drawer that slides out at a touch #SundaySentence

No accomplishment, not in climbing, not in writing, not anywhere, could save you.

CRUX by Gabriel Tallent #sundaysentence

Thank you to my friend Maureen for sharing this! One of my favorite poems in the collection.

The cover of Notes of a Native Son, with a photo of a Black man, only his face shown, as a cutout on a yellow-orange background

"It is the peculiar triumph of society--and its loss--that it is able to convince those people to whom it has given inferior status of the reality of this decree; it has the force and the weapons to translate this dictum into fact"

- Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin

#SundaySentence

What are these photographs now though except brief glimpses in time, fleeting moments that add up to nothing, that tell you nothing, really, tiny pieces of a puzzle that’s always shifting and changing and never quite complete.

The Imagined Life, a novel by Andrew Porter

#SundaySentence

Damned - thou saucy witch!

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
#sundaysentence