Autobiography of a Wound Quotes

“Once I hit my head on concrete and saw saints, oranges, dizzy blood. My skull almost split like a cleaved fruit. To be taken seriously a woman has to become nothing but a wound.”
― Brynne Rebele-Henry, Autobiography of a Wound: Poems

“The evidence points to: a stranger, a serial, a small man
who everyone says
is gentle”
― Brynne Rebele-Henry, Autobiography of a Wound: Poems