A review by thespiritoftheage
Dream Girl by Clementine von Radics

5.0

With tears in my eyes I write this review. With tears I read this collection. Tears of memory, tears of aching, of longing. Tears of relief. Von Radics writes to herself, and there is not a more honest voice. Her voice transcends body and soul in a cathartic, painful and joyful experience of rebirth. Words, like blades, like whimpers, like your dearest most forbidden memory. Woman to woman, soul to soul. Pure in its dirty, aching truth. May we Lazarus from her words. May we rise again/ and again, and again.