15 Quotes by Susan Barker

In the end, how much distance lies between the truth and what we believe to be true? Between the things we feel at one time and the things we end up doing?

I clench my fist around your stiffness, and your breathing quickens as I draw it back and forth. After your warm, sticky release, I lick my hand clean. Then I bury my face in your wild, stinking hair and hold you. To hold you is to be at one with you. To be at one with the starry cosmos of ancient gods above. As I hold you I will the night never to end. For our oneness fades with the disappearing stars. And by daylight you are other again.

What’s the good of one person clinging to his morals when everyone else is so corrupt? What’s the good of that?

No matter how dilapidated, scarred and mutilated your body, I have always found you beautiful, for it is the soul beneath I seek.

I would have fallen down long ago and let the ground drink the blood of my slit throat, were it not for you. So long as you are by my side, I can endure. You ease the stoned-to-death feeling in my soul.

I feel uninhibited when I'm writing.