“Because, I realise, hate and love sometimes come wrapped up and intertwined. It’s easier this way.”

After my second read of this book and the year anniversary of my first read, still none of my words will ever fully encapsulat how I feel about this peice of art. But let me try.

A language of limbs.

The expansive and expressive language of this text is like nothing i have ever read, the heart, the pain and most importantly the joy that seeps thru these pages. The sorrow and respect I feel for the people who lived, loved and died for us to have what we have today. The responsibility i feel to do them justice, to live in abundance.

This story outlines that you can hide from your truth, but it wont go away, you can choose the safer option and there is no shame in that. But tru life comes when you do the hard thing anyway. Wen you live authenticly and brutaly.

This book absaloutly destroyed me and I thank it. It absaloutly destroyed me and I vowel to read it every singel year, until the margins are so full with my heart I have to open fresh pages of new books to catch the overflow. I vowel to overflow.

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