Nothing is more real than the masks we make to show each other who we are.
Christopher Barzak

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Nothing is more real than the masks we make to show each other who we are.
Christopher Barzak
Have you read Wonders of the Invisible World by Christopher Barzak (2015)?
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Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it every time.
Christopher Barzak
pony boy and johnny were fuckin gay, only gay teens run away and hide in a church after breaking the law, I learnt that from one for sorrow
Sometimes you've got to be able to listen to yourself and be okay with no one else understanding.
Christopher Barzak, One for Sorrow
Read the Rainbow
Dread Nation by Justina Ireland
Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Cordova
The Love Interest by Cale Dietrich
The Good Luck Girls by Charlotte Nicole Davis
One Man Guy by Michael Barakiva
Wonders of the Invisible World by Christopher Barzak
Summer Bird Blue by Akemi Dawn Bowman
The Weight of the Stars by K. Ancrum
Pet by Akwaeke Emezi
Here’s the thing: we’re all as thin as paper. Like those paper people you used to find in old children’s magazines, inhabiting a two-page spread with other paper people, all of them hanging out somewhere together—at the park, at church, at school, at the mall, in the family room—until some kid took a pair of scissors to the dotted lines surrounding them and cut them out of their paper world. That’s us, that’s anyone. That was me. A cut-out paper person removed from the world I once belonged to.
Christopher Barzak in Wonders of the invisible world
“Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it every time”. —Christopher Barzak, One for Sorrow