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Nobody understands the bond between a girl and the mediocre book she read when she was 13 years old.
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I made it through April, May, June; it seemed I had outsmarted grief but pulled the hanged man card repeatedly—the self-same sorrow said a different way.
— Maya C. Popa, from “Signal”
Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin
the inherent pain of wanting to start again but also the inherent joy of getting to start again
Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own [originally published 1929]
from In the House With No Doors by Sarah Kay