have you ever looked outside and seen a view so beautiful that you walked quickly through an open door only to find out it was a glass and your whole body bounces back with your face throbbing from hitting the window? yeah that's what this book feels like.
i guess to kick off this account i gotta start with the piece of media that’s been kicking my ass this past month or so…. i finished all fours a couple weeks ago and have been thinking about it so much. miranda creates these inhabitable and impossible specific liminal worlds that are as haunting as they are inviting. i wanna jump inside. can’t wait to reread.
