The novel is painful to read; not only because it reflects the truth of oppression and racial division in this era (and the concern that many of us feel about Trump’s election and whether that shows a regression towards a more divisive society today too), but also because it expertly dangles hope in front of the reader.
‘Fear of flying’ has shown me that we - real women - are not the ones that are broken. It shines a light on how impossible it can feel to be a woman, and on how biased and constructed our points of reference against which to measure ourselves have been since we were children. As D. H. Lawrence says: “The real trouble about women is that they must always go on trying to adapt themselves to men’s theories of women.”
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In the spirit of being honest, this isn't a new piece. It's something I wrote a few years ago when I was not okay. It was built on iambic heptameter (but I was loose with it), and it was written to try to describe the constant feeling I had where I felt like I was lying in the gutter and watching everyone else enjoy their lives, and I felt like no-one would be able to help me.
It'll change you, if you let it. Content warnings for rape, misogyny, abuse, eating disorders. A bit of backstory: I’m a writer who spends more time on YouTube than she spends reading books. T’isn’t good, my dudes, and it’s a bad habit. But I can’t be too mad, because without it I never would have discovered … Continue reading Poetry collection review: ‘If my body could speak’ by Blythe Baird