there is such a profound sort of desolation present throughout this book that makes reading it so frustrating yet decidedly not. the writing is simple and so it is the subject matter that makes it so haunting and imposes so many questions on the audience, who even is a person when they are stripped of everything else? the foreword by sophie mackintosh talked about how the female identity is deeply rooted in this book while also being entirely incidental which was something that stuck with me throughout this story