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“Everyone should have room to be new.”

— “Sort Of”

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“The thing about the word ‘queer’ is that it’s…expansive. It means different things to different people. And for me it just means that I don’t feel comfortable in the shapes—the normal shapes of how to be.”

— “Sort Of”

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from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos. 

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"Seeing a UFO and Singing Frank Sinatra’s “Fly Me to the Moon” into the Night at the Top of My Lungs"by Ariel Francisco, from Poetry

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“He saw the city, as good-smelling and various as himself.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“People said you could get lost in California, never come back to reality; people warned about lotus-eating. Paul thought that maybe he didn’t mind so much. He could stay here forever, and time would stop, and he wouldn’t have to choose anything.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“She wanted more from Paul, more seriousness of purpose. She would respect his process if he were an artist, he thought, but what did he do besides ‘make commentary’ and dress himself variously? His life was superficial, surfaces to be polished and re-seen. He’d painstakingly assemble an outfit that told a story (willful debutante experimenting with heroin, say, or cowgirl gone to town on a Saturday night, or revolutionary princess) and then he’d take it for a walk, possibly rework elements of the outfit on the fly if one of the thrift shops was open, catalog responses both verbal and otherwise. That could be a whole day. A good day.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“The future opened out ahead of him, an adventure he’d chosen as casually as turning a page.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“He needed a place to stash himself for a while. He wished he were a replicant, wished he could unplug himself for a few months. When he did sleep he dreamed of Diane, the worst dream—the dream where she still loved him—and when he woke he was alone again.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“He understood that he had failed the test. What do you do after you fail the test and you’re still alive?”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“Whatever there was for him tonight was outside, was another mystery, this mysterious universe with its mysterious purpose.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“As Paul biked down Hayes and through the Mission, he loved the city painfully. He didn’t want to jinx anything or ruin a moment through expectation, but even the whisper-image of Robin was husky and thrilling, deeply meaningful in a completely obscured way. Like being in love but not, Paul though, experimentally articulating the thought he’d incubated for weeks now. He wanted a few beats to see if his feelings would change immediately after exposure to the air, cycling slowly past the strung-up lights of Community Thrift and down 18th Street. Oh San Francisco, land of treats and portals. Robin was more a portal than a person; if Paul could get through Robin he’d know something new on the other side.”

— Andrea Lawlor, Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

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“ask for what you want and expect it feel deeply that’s what the world should be”

— Anthony Oliveira, “Dayspring”

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“To live is to cast a shadow chasing light”

— Anthony Oliveira, “Dayspring”

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“And then I felt, or sensed, from the purple black of the soundless sky, that we were in the nethermost opposition of the night, when it’s hard to believe the day will ever break.”

— Justin Torres, “Blackouts”