A review by kvothes
The Book of Questions by Pablo Neruda
the real question is how to engage with the work of a rapist.
i did love this book—a lot, and almost despite myself—context is something i cannot ignore—i like the places the queries themselves led me; i wish writers wouldn’t poison their own shadows.
i did love this book—a lot, and almost despite myself—context is something i cannot ignore—i like the places the queries themselves led me; i wish writers wouldn’t poison their own shadows.