the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self.
She is living selflessly, she finds a hole in the stone wall and on the other side of the wall, a voice.
The voice comes through darkness and has no face. This voice becomes her mirror.”
— Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems II: 1976 - 1986
She is living selflessly, she finds a hole in the stone wall and on the other side of the wall, a voice.
The voice comes through darkness and has no face. This voice becomes her mirror.”
— Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems II: 1976 - 1986