The Pluto Complex: Stephanie Gardella
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9798235918375
Pagini: 218
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.26 kg
Editura: Beatrice & Co. Books
Colecția Stephanie Gardella
Seria Stephanie Gardella
Pagini: 218
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.26 kg
Editura: Beatrice & Co. Books
Colecția Stephanie Gardella
Seria Stephanie Gardella
Notă biografică
I went into the underworld. And I came back with my name.
This story did not begin in words.
It began in the body, buried in muscle, in breath, in the silent language of a child who had only wounds, not language. It lived there for years beneath silence and scars, waiting. Not dormant, never dormant, but watchful. Patient. Like something buried deep underground, gathering pressure.
Some stories rise. This one had to be unearthed.
Steph Gardella was born in the Pacific Northwest, where the forests are ancient, and the dark between the trees has a presence. That wildness marked her; it still lives in her, the way a place you love for the first time lives in you forever, sovereign and unshakeable. She carries Texas roots now too, roots that reach back to the days when Texas was its own country, its own defiant geography. There is something in her that is both, the old-growth depth of the Northwest and the bedrock permanence of the Texas clay. She is not easily moved. She has learned that rootedness is not stubbornness. It is survival, first. And later, it becomes the ground from which you grow.
This story did not begin in words.
It began in the body, buried in muscle, in breath, in the silent language of a child who had only wounds, not language. It lived there for years beneath silence and scars, waiting. Not dormant, never dormant, but watchful. Patient. Like something buried deep underground, gathering pressure.
Some stories rise. This one had to be unearthed.
Steph Gardella was born in the Pacific Northwest, where the forests are ancient, and the dark between the trees has a presence. That wildness marked her; it still lives in her, the way a place you love for the first time lives in you forever, sovereign and unshakeable. She carries Texas roots now too, roots that reach back to the days when Texas was its own country, its own defiant geography. There is something in her that is both, the old-growth depth of the Northwest and the bedrock permanence of the Texas clay. She is not easily moved. She has learned that rootedness is not stubbornness. It is survival, first. And later, it becomes the ground from which you grow.