“It takes a long time to open someone like a book, you need to press your spines together. Then the patterns of your spines get imprinted, pressed together in invisible moulds. Someone else's bones nestled in with your own bones… — Kelsey Ipsen Copy Share Image
“When I was talking to Alfie I always knew exactly what he meant, but when I thought about his words later I could only… — Kelsey Ipsen Copy Share Image
“There was a girl who used to hide behind the moon with her legs bent against it like tiny fishhooks, as if she were… — Kelsey Ipsen Copy Share Image
“It was slow at first, dead things slowly mouldering away. The flies in the corners, the dried flowers in their clay pots. The stuffed… — Kelsey Ipsen Copy Share Image
“It takes a long time to open someone like a book, you need to press your spines together. Then the patterns of your spines… — Kelsey Ipsen Copy Share Image
