“I am protective of the gentle slope of stomach bulging like an early pregnancy, at my waist. I’ve earned its existence with everything I’ve been forced to swallow.”
— stephanie roberts
“Nostalgia is best cured via horse whipping.”
— stephanie roberts
“You fill a hungry place shaped like your darkness.”
— stephanie roberts
“Baby, don’t build a monument for me of your sadness. You wouldn’t have wasted your tears when I was alive. Why make an ocean of them now when it’s over? The future you dreamed is a dream. Dream something else.”
— stephanie roberts
“Editing fiction is like using your fingers to untangle the hair of someone you love.”
— stephanie roberts
“Why not laugh again, and let your joy be my monument?”
— stephanie roberts
“i’m going to love again so quietlyno one will know i’m home.”
— stephanie roberts