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Sevi
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A thought occurs:
What she insists is fact
is often dreamt at a slant.
From a constable’s testimony,
she extrapolates a scene
of sisterly laughter,
failing to see the medical bags
in both bicycle baskets, and
a stranger’s refusal to believe
that two girls could possibly
be hurrying to a patient’s side.
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What she insists is fact
is often dreamt at a slant.
From a constable’s testimony,
she extrapolates a scene
of sisterly laughter,
failing to see the medical bags
in both bicycle baskets, and
a stranger’s refusal to believe
that two girls could possibly
be hurrying to a patient’s side.
All My Friends Are Fictional
is on page 259 of 361
„All she could say was that if the turn of each blue page was the turn of a wave, the volume of words remaining was oceanic.
But all bodies of water are finite.
What would she do,
once she reached the last page
of the last book?“
— Nov 08, 2026 11:38AM
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But all bodies of water are finite.
What would she do,
once she reached the last page
of the last book?“
All My Friends Are Fictional
is on page 216 of 361
„She read and read, because she had woken these voices, and to stop reading would silence them. But even if she was to stop reading, they might keep speaking in her dreams, […] in traffic, in the swimming pool, in the library or the post office queue. The only way to let them rest would be to find a way towards an ending. If all she had to lead them there were casebooks, well then, she'd have to keep reading.“
— Nov 08, 2026 11:36AM
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All My Friends Are Fictional
is on page 94 of 361
„Terrible to see,
and terrible to read.
The sorrows of these lives —
what draws her towards them?
What might it reveal of her own pain,
that she chooses to immerse herself
entirely in the lives of others?“
— Nov 08, 2026 11:33AM
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and terrible to read.
The sorrows of these lives —
what draws her towards them?
What might it reveal of her own pain,
that she chooses to immerse herself
entirely in the lives of others?“
All My Friends Are Fictional
is on page 70 of 361
„She seized her rage by the throat and drowned it in the docile grin she held up at him, she grinned and grinned, until finally, her grin shivered like glass, and fell.“
— Nov 08, 2026 11:18AM
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Sinéad
is on page 189 of 361
I'm enjoying this book so much but it's so different and more complex than what I usually read and I've got to finish it before Wednesday for a bookclub meeting. Stressing.
— Nov 07, 2026 02:52AM
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