max theodore's Reviews > No Flight Without the Shatter

“We weren’t very good at this,” she repeats. “And we took everybody else with us. But we weren’t all bad. We had potato crisps, and ice cream, and we built farmhouses and wrote songs and told stories. Maybe next time will be okay. Maybe we’ll turn into something better at changing once we fly.”

love brooke bolander short stories. love getting thrown into a deep end of gorgeously inventive prose + "what the fuck is going on" and then watching the answer to that unpeel very very slowly until i'm in tears ✌️ <-- in tears

how do i sell this without spoiling it. patching the premise together is half the pathos of it. if you care about conservation and animals that have gone extinct and also about humanity and storytelling you should read it here online for free. what if the world's last human girl was raised by three aunts who definitely Aren't human but love her even though they have every reason not to. i'm a shell