Food doesn't exist, but can only be invented. And reinvented.

In a family, what isn't spoken is what you listen for. But the noise of a family is to drown it out.

There should really not be anything gratuitous in a work of art. Sometimes what seems as if it's gratuitous may be a passage in which a character is being characterized so that the reader comes to know him or her better.

Yes, 'Black Girl/White Girl' might be described as a 'coming-of-age' novel, at least for the survivor Genna. It is also intended as a comment on race relations in America more generally: we are 'roommates' with one another, but how well do we know one another?

Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.

I don't believe in predestination - except for genetic predilections.

Of our hurts we make monuments of survival. If we survive.