“Imagine the clouds dripping. Dig a hole in your garden to put them in”
Feel the noise
Writing is an attempt to “centre” herself by recalling events from her childhood, hoping that this would help her understand who she really is.
Wolf Alice inhabit only the present tense, a fugue of the continuous, a world of sensual immediacy.
I never thought there were corners in time until I was told to stand in one
“Sometimes I feel like I’m actually on the wrong planet”