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𝐈. What Resembles The Grave But Isn't, Anne Boyer. 𝐈𝐈. "Origin Story", Sink, Désirée Giacomo. 𝐈𝐈𝐈. Phantom Pain, Caitlin Conlon. 𝐈𝐕. @poiaire. 𝐕. A Self Portrait in Letters, Anne Sexton. 𝐕𝐈. Crush, Richard Siken. 𝐕𝐈𝐈. Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another, Jan Heller Levi. 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. Normal People, Sally Rooney.
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'' I don't want to live in a hole anymore. And I'm gonna do something about it. ''
Kathryn Elizabeth Darcy is missing. Has been for almost two months, now. Six weeks. She would argue, because she always does, that she had been missing for far longer than that, but she doesn't find it in herself. The fire has died out. The twelve year old girl walked out of the room.
Now she was left to wonder who she could be. She wasn't straying away from the murder she committed, killing her old selves again and again, using the pieces to build herself up. But she reckons, maybe she can do without the blood. Maybe instead of destroying, she could grow.
