“Killing Me Softly” with His Words

Some notable sentences (at least for me) from Kiese Laymon’s piece, “How to: Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America: A Remembrance”, even the title is great.

“Mama takes it personal when she realizes that I realize she is wrong.”

“I’m a waste of writing’s time.”

“I’m not the smartest boy in the world by a long shot, but even in my funk I know that easy remedies like eating your way out of sad, or fucking your way out of sad, or drinking your way out of sad, or smoking your way out of sad, or lying your way out of sad, or slanging your way out of sad, or robbing your way out of sad, or gambling your way out of sad, or shooting your way out of sad, are just slower, more acceptable ways for desperate folks, and especially paroled black boys in our country, to kill slowly ourselves and others close to us in America.”

“Some days, Gunn and I save each other’s lives just by telling and listening to each other’s odd-shaped truth.”

“I’m a walking regret, a truth-teller, a liar, a survivor, a frowning ellipsis, a witness, a dreamer, a teacher, a student, a joker, a writer whose eyes stay red, and I’m a child of this nation.”

“Lots of times, we’ve taken turns killing ourselves slowly, before trying to bring each other back to life.”

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