In her small studio, she spent part of the morning sketching a torso. Black marks across ribcage, ribcage, tenor. It quickly devolved into a blacktop of rage.
At this point, I was pretending to do coke, dramatically rendered little bumps, because parts of me ached and swole and it wasn’t as easy to take in anymore. All my cavities were fighting me. I was so stupid at this time.
When I was her age, I didn’t believe I belonged in the world. I didn’t believe I deserved anything good. If I could time travel to meet that teenaged version of myself I would tell him: Life is shitty right now. You have to live through it anyway. See you in a while.
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“If you’ve dreamed your story over and over, you really know it,” Thom said. “You know it frontwards and backwards, know the characters, could answer any questions about any detail. If you really know the story, you’ll be better at telling it. At writing it.”
There may never be justice for the crimes committed by family. Most often there is no court to challenge a family’s denial of any number or nature of transgressions. And when the victim is rendered silent, as Foy’s loquacious narrator feels, by this non-admission and history can go on being written by the aggressor, the winner, what then?
Ugh. The sermons from Kiersten. The sermons. It gives you untold happiness to see her down there in the zombie hordes, animated entirely by her brain cravings.
There would never be any room for you in this world.
Only in our legends would we allow you to dwell.