“The sun was up, the neighborhood waking. I wiped my face clean with the back of my sleeve, the warming air soft on my wet cheeks. A prayer welled up within me, a new kind of prayer. I was done… — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“My reflection followed me mercilessly in mirrors, car doors, shop windows. I lived in a world of circus mirrors, the grotesque distortion of my… — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“I’ve always been fascinated by science—anatomy, quantum physics, space and time theory. I don’t understand these things, but the mystery is a part of… — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“The sun was up, the neighborhood waking. I wiped my face clean with the back of my sleeve, the warming air soft on my… — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“If you put the wrong foods in your body, you are contaminated and dirty and your stomach swells. Then the voice says, Why did… — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“The torments of my mind and the source of my hell now fit into a prescribed form. They had always had a name.” — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
