Status Updates From Future Home of the Living God

“We are so brief. A one-day dandelion. A seedpod skittering across the ice. We are a feather falling from the wing of a bird. I don't know why it is given to us to be so mortal and to feel so much. It is a cruel trick, and glorious.”

I’m listening to the audio version on a long trip. The writing is poetic and dreamy, full of sensory details like how heavy sheets feel on the body. The themes of pregnancy, motherhood, adoption, indigenous rights, women’s rights, home, and identity are woven into delicate and savory prose, with suspense in every chapter.

Need to see little marys goth-lolita hybrid aesthetic in real life like i dream of it

What on earth is going on