A review by laurla
City of Night, by Michelle West
made me cry. but her books do that. she has a way of expressing things thats just so real.
"but it feels real. i wanted - i needed - to find a place to belong. a home. a family. but there are some days i wake up ... and i know, i mean i know it cant last. this. and sometimes, when i know it, i'm afraid to want it too badly because if i want it, something will take it away."
"and you said you didnt understand duster."
"i dont. but i recognize my own fear when i see it in someone else."
"fair enough. but is it really better to have nothing?"
"no. but if thats all you're certain you'll have, sometimes you think it'll hurt less if you bring it on yourself."
"she had no words to spare. all of her words were on the inside of her mouth, her throat; they were a messy jumble of anger and fear. she wanted to believe that if she untangled them, if she chose the right words, he would understand. he would listen."
"but it feels real. i wanted - i needed - to find a place to belong. a home. a family. but there are some days i wake up ... and i know, i mean i know it cant last. this. and sometimes, when i know it, i'm afraid to want it too badly because if i want it, something will take it away."
"and you said you didnt understand duster."
"i dont. but i recognize my own fear when i see it in someone else."
"fair enough. but is it really better to have nothing?"
"no. but if thats all you're certain you'll have, sometimes you think it'll hurt less if you bring it on yourself."
"she had no words to spare. all of her words were on the inside of her mouth, her throat; they were a messy jumble of anger and fear. she wanted to believe that if she untangled them, if she chose the right words, he would understand. he would listen."