She just wanted to be somewhere safe, somewhere familiar, where people looked and spoke like her and she could stand to eat the food. - Nalo Hopkinson

All the people sick and dead on the ships, and the ones sick and dead on this soil. What are gods for, then, if they let things like this to happen to their people?

No one can make me give up the writing I love that's by straight, white, Western male (and female) writers, but at a certain point, I began to long to see other cultures, other aesthetics, other histories, realities, and bodies represented in force as well. There was some. I wanted more. I wanted lots more. I wanted to write some of it. I think I am doing so.

people will love each other, no matter what circumstances they are in.