Author: coffeewithgee
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I escape into books ( a confession )
For me, reading has always been an escape, an attainable means of flight, if you will. Whenever reality became too tangible for my liking, I would blindly reach for a book; It always felt like dipping my hands in a bowl of warm water after standing too long in the icy burn of the wind.…
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Strange books for strange girls
There is nothing I like more than books that get under my skin, shake me to the core, and leave me thrilled and weak-kneed with unease. If you have a taste for rather unusual and chaotic literature, here are five glorious and slightly disquieting books for hot girl summer in no particular order; A man…
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July was a fleeting thing
a sunset the colour of a bruised mango / tall glass windows glazed yellow and flung wide open into the summer air, ripe and fat as an apricot ready to burst / strands of golden light soak me from head to toe with religious zeal and i feel like a saint / sheets pegged to…
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The blind owl by Sadegh Hedayat
Teeming with surrealistic imagery and potent symbolism, The blind owl by Sadegh Hedayat is considered an important piece of Iranian literature that packs a hefty punch. Its language is as lovely as a persian rug and just as unreal. The subject matter is murderous and darkly decadent, so much so that I found it to…
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Heyia!
I’m a self-confessed bookaholic, hoarder of pretty antiques and an avid hater of butterflies. Welcome to my little corner of the internet where I rant about books that I can’t stop thinking about (among other things) 🙂