Posts tagged lit.

The sky had become a glistening tapestry of stars.


    —

Dan Brown, from Inferno


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I look at you
Across those fires and the dark.


    — Weldon Kees, from “Late Evening Song”

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We felt a strange fondness for the tiny bursts of fire that we glimpsed from time to time off to the side of the skyscraper, and we kept our arms locked tightly together as we stood there, fantastically excited, waiting for the next round of fireworks to explode.


    — Banana Yoshimoto, from Asleep

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And that’s why, next time around, I’m planting a mine under the minibar.


    —

Dubravka Ugrešić, from “Assault on the Minibar” in Karaoke Culture, trans. David Williams.

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His heart starts beating again, beneath my own two hands.


    — Jodi Picoult, from Change of Heart