“A memory: Isola as a toddler, sugarlump teeth, skin still smelling of milk. Hair that curled without use of an iron and sweet dresses… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“The bathroom was jungle-fogged, flooded with puddles, piled with soaked towels; cakes of soap with long strands of blonde baked in. A girl in… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“He said her name like a detective unmasking the face of the culprit he'd suspected all along.” — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, Isola Wilde was watching late-night television with her eldest brother, Alejandro, when Channel 12 broadcast a live suicide.” — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“No sooner are her glass toes thrust into the mud grave than the revolutions begin. Uprisings, fire and steel. The prince is lynched in… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“There was something familiar but strange about her - Snow White with a suntan. Cinderella in biker boots. Tough and delicate and magical and… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“Ah, sweetie. If the poets couldn’t unriddle them, then you certainly can’t. Be kind, and keep your ears on offer if she wants to… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
“She was woman, she was wildwood, she was whore, witch, wolverine. The gold ring on her finger shackled her to reality, to the world… — Allyse Near Copy Share Image
