a secret: i hate my body
Lynn looks desperately for things to love; she looks desperately to see truth in all the arguments Anne has ever given her. Again, she fails to completely love herself.
What will I tell my sister?
Better yet, what will she tell me?
Women, Women, Women
Our leaders we shall make.
And all I have are some words and a burn mark.
The biggest monsters humans face are of our own creation
the sculpture is moving