berserk du soleilI'm reading "The Catch" by Yrsa Daley-Ward, and it is beautifully strange and also just beautiful. She's mainly known as a poet.
RIYL Brit Bennett "The Vanishing Half," Virginia Feito, maybe even Miranda July
"I scroll through some of her 'talks' on YouTube, speaking in a voice that is not hers. Everywhere, all over the world, people are seeing the girl and missing the monster. I watch Vogue tour the inside of Clara’s home. There she is, pretending to be natural. Pretending not to be beastly, in long silky trousers and some strange wraparound top that is far too flimsy for anyone wanting to be taken seriously."
"I have dissolved on my couch into safety, where there are the videos and there are the feed posts and other people’s faces and hair and families and food. I fall into a fresh, saturated portal, where things match, and if they don’t match, it’s all curated, all for a reason. Everything on screen is louder and shinier, and I climb dutifully inside, where I know what’s what. I fall into the buy-me land of voices, opinions, and fashion and beauty and intricate recipes."