Like a bomb that only goes off slowly over the course of decades, Ugly Girl by Holly Day is a litany of the damages done to self and others caught within the blast radius, the faceless ones who set the charge but are somehow never fully held accountable for it. It is no sudden explosion, but one that takes years to notice; as she says in Unwinding: I know time has passed because my reflection has been replaced by the face of a stranger. The speaker...
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