I have an impulse to write all over the orange walls- I need an alphabet of endings ripped out of books, of hands pulled off of clocks, of cold stones, of shoes filled with nothing but wind.
Jandy NelsonStichwörter: write ending jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
How could a mother who boils water for pasta leave two little girls behind?
Jandy NelsonStichwörter: family mother pasta jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
According to all the experts, it's time for me to talk about what I'm going through... I can't. I'd need a new alphabet, one made of falling, of tectonic plates shifting, of the deep devouring dark.
Jandy NelsonI wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.
Jandy NelsonI'm layering away: sauce, noodles, I belong to you, cheese, sauce, my heart is yours, noodles, cheese, I hear your soul in your music, cheese, cheese, CHEESE...
Jandy NelsonStichwörter: cheesy jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
Everyone has always said I look like Bailey, but I don't.
I have grey eyes to her green,
an oval face to her heart-shaped one,
I'm shorter, scrawnier, paler, flatter, plainer, tamer.
All we shared is a madhouse of curls
that I imprison in a ponytail
while she let hers rave
like madness
around her head.
I don't sing in my sleep
or eat the petals off flowers
or run into the rain instead of out of it.
I'm the unplugged-in one,
the side-kick sister,
tucked into a corner of her shadow.
Boys followed her everywhere;
they filled the booths at the restaurant where she waitressed,
herded around her at the river.
One day, I saw a boy come up behind her
and pull a strand of her long hair
I understood this-
I felt the same way.
In photographs of us together,
she is always looking at the camera,
and I am always looking at her.
Stichwörter: family death grief sister jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
She's a sun-kissed beach girl who goes gothgrungepunkhippierockeremocoremetalfreakfashionistabraingeekboycrazyhiphoprastagirl to keep it under wraps.
Jandy NelsonStichwörter: girl stereotype jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
Who wants to know we are just one carefree breath away from the end? Who wants to know that the person you love and need the most can just vanish forever?
Jandy NelsonWhat kind of world is this? And what do you do about it? What do you do when the worst thing that can happen actually happens?
Jandy NelsonThe first thing I notice is the sky, so full of blue and the kind of brilliant white clouds that make you ecstatic to have eyes. Nothing can go wrong under this sky...
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