Quotes by : Danabelle Gutierrez

He loved me like thick molasses on a summer's day. Pure, sweet, sticky, warm, dark.

there are only so many thingsthat you can fix with your hands....What they don't realize is I am not....

Cultivate the distance. Nurture the silence. Let it grow until your fragile heart is as far and inaccessible....

When he asks you whyyou chose alone all these years.Tell him that it’s becauseyou love with all claws....

The first summer that we spent together,we did so many obscene things to each other, thatby the end of....

You said: "Wait for the moon with me."I stayed. I waited. The moon never came.

Did you tell them that you made love to the poet?Did you tell them that our lovechild is an elegy?

Even through the smoke,you are still the most beautiful thingin this city and I, well, I am stillthe....

Decades from now, my grandchild is going to be a poet... And she's going to write about how she's a living....

I'm sure that you didn't think I would notice,but we memorize the strangest things in a personwhen we're....