Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

“The sight of a palm tree silhouetted against the sky made even his life feel like a movie”

“dragonflies circled me, the sun knifing off the brilliant blues and yellows of their bodies.”

“Years later, I remember the waxy taste of the yellow paint, the papery taste of splintered wood, the sharp metallic of the graphite.”

“In the books I find the thrum of everything unsayable. The characters weep the way I want to, love the way I want to, cry, die, beat their breasts, and bray with life.”