"The spatula clattered to the ground, carrying with it droplets of grease. A baby stood outside the window, though perhaps stood was not so much the correct word as hovered..."
"Danny fell asleep. His hunting rifle was propped up against a tree. He left the safety off. You never leave the safety off. Danny dozed on the ground, leaning against the tree, and then he shifted and knocked over the gun..."
"If you should ever miss me, take the boat. / If the boat is stalling, jump and fly. / May strong winds float you, levant kids. / I sing for quarters now, into my hat. / Nothing bad I’ve ever done has been without / melody..."
"you're a fungus expanding your fibrous tendrils across dead skin and decaying organs; sing in the language of hunger, the words an ancestral memory buried in the genetic code..."
"We had no language, you understand, / only the possibility of it; / three strands of hibiscus arranged / left to right would mean grandmother; / it could also mean subway or wheelchair."
"the Valkyries predicted we would crave quake, that the stars existed to shine down on our teeth embedded in sidewalks like ivory sequins / there’s a crack in the bruised sky of Ymir’s skull—that’s how the light invents Valaskjalf..."