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Katya Balen

October, October

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    I am so angry that I can feel it pouring out of my bones and into my blood and out of my skin. The space around me is coloured with my fury.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    Sum‍­mer means jewel-​bright ruby to‍­ma‍­toes and em‍­er‍­ald beans glit‍­ter‍­ing from neat earthy beds with opal cab‍­bages and the topaz shim‍­mer of yel‍­low cour‍­gettes.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    He never says my name once when he can say it twice, like it’s the words to a song and the sound rises like music.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    October is the best month when you live in the woods and maybe when you don’t, but I wouldn’t know. It’s when the trees are starting to shake leaves on to a patchwork floor and the ground is bright as fire. The air is crisp with a whisper of frost and the sky smells like smoke. Everything feels new and exciting.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    Whenever I find a new secret in the earth I put it in my treasure chest and it’s like my head is full of other lives.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    ening.

    I have a patchwork quilt on my bed made from
    triangles of material that used to belong to my old dresses and shirts and jumpers and trousers. The shapes slot together into something new and I love it because it’s stories from the past sewn together and curled around me.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    I have two whole walls of books and I like to put them in colour order so that they make a rainbow of spines. I never get rid of them and I can pull one off at random and remember the story all over again and how it felt the first time I read it and what was happening.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    He puts his hand
    on my head and I lean into him and I can hear the beat of his heart and I am small and warm and safe
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    German has all these strange and magical words that have a million feelings curled up in the letters, like being happy when someone else is sad or longing to be somewhere where you’re not right now. I only get that when we go to the village. My favourite one means forest solitude, and it’s the feeling of being alone in the woods and being calm and happy and safe, and she didn’t want that.
  • Tania Palomoцитує2 роки тому
    When I try and remember her now it’s like she’s been sliced out of the memory and all that’s left is a black person-shaped shadow where she should be, or sometimes she’s there but then her edges
    fuzz and curl into smoke and nothing’s left. I hate her for leaving the wild and I hate her for leaving us and I hate her for leaving our perfect little pocket of the world.
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