She is not who she says she is: the one with a jaw too tight to speak and eyes too fogged to percieve. She is not a woman with no ache to her bones; nor is she a girl with no break in her heart.

She is not a quiet mind. She will settle not a debate in her life. She will carry your words in her head like the book in her arms.

She does not stare to go unnoticed; she wants to catch another’s ear in...