Fine Grabol: What Kingdom, Kartoniert / Broschiert

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"'I'm not inarticulate, but I leave language to the room around me,' says Fine Fine Grêab²l 's nameless narrator as she dreams of furniture flickering to life in the room she occupies at a temporary psychiatric care unit for young adults. A chair that greets you, or shiny tiles of floor that follow a peculiar grammar of their own. Our narrator is obsessed with the way items rise up out of their thingness, assuming personalities and private motives. She also cannot sleep, and practices her daily routines with the urgency of survival--peeling a carrot, drinking prune juice--all an acutely calibrated exploration into having a home"