"...in another’s hands are her hand and someone else’s hand. In someone else’s hands is another hand and, also, my hand. Like this, we go around and around..."
"Something is wrong with the third floor. I have nightmares about it..." Emma Wilson-Kanamori is a writer, artist, and dancer who grew up in Japan and currently resides in Scotland.
"Even before it started, the journey felt like a snake: something undulating and coiling and predatory. Later it felt like—nothing. It began on a humid-thick and warm spring day with a woman sitting on the wagon facing west..."
"The city during the summer is golden and dripping, syrupy slow, and the days taste sweet, like clementines or peaches, the juice running in sticky rivers down forearms, chins..."
"Septimus had always had a fondness for cephalopods. The poetry of suction cups, the grace of tentacles, the strangeness of their beaks, the mysterious flexibility of their heads..."