My muse
I toss myself in the swamp of your thoughts.
I toss myself in the swamp of your thoughts.
Didion grieves the loss of her husband and tries to make sense of her daughter's disease.
I look at her as a curious magpie ready to strike.
This book is for every woman to recognise, realise and know how much effect patriarchy has in viewing themselves.
The warmth is enticing.