​Mental Diplopia by Julianna Baggott


★★★★☆ (4/5)

• This was when she realized that the song was very loud—consistently so. It grew no louder and no fainter. So she wasn’t moving closer or farther away from its source.

• Unlike predictions of suicides during a super virus of this magnitude, suicides were far lower than projected. The deaths were that beautiful; people opted to die on the virus’s terms and timetable

• It was rare to see people’s skin—so rare that Oliver and I watched each other shower.

The body took on an incalculable divinity because, like the soul, it went unseen.

• But I wasn’t afraid. “What’s your eternal return?” I asked.

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