Hell As a Teenage Girl
Teenage girls aren’t publishing novels Lauded as classics, mined for insight in troubling times But they could be, if only we’d let them And oh, the novels they would write More effortlessly satirical than Franzen, wryer than Wilde More epic than Tolkien Sweeping and poignant, like Shelley and Brontë But rooted in the incomprehensible present […]
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