This book was it. It fed pieces of my soul that I didn’t realize were malnourished. An alternate version of what my life could like. I felt like X was a part of me. I felt wrapped up in her reality and wanted to protect her and let her be free.
these parts:
my name labors out of some people’s mouths in that same awkward and painful way
I look and feel like a myth
Doesn’t he know how tired I am? How much I hate to have to be so sharp tongued and heavy-handed?
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