“…the moths that lay within the soul and slowly eat the spirit away (Viramontes 32).” #CHST302
— Alejandra Alarcon (@alealarconxx) October 8, 2012
“Before rain I notice seagulls” a woman’s premonition? Did grandma know that “he” was the storm? -Cervantes #CHST302
— ya (@uknowmees) October 8, 2012
“My hands began to fan out, grow like a liar’s nose until they hung by my side like low weights” (p. 27The Moths #CHST302
— ya (@uknowmees) October 8, 2012
@cmferrada It seems like the grandmother undermines her as well – she keeps telling her that she is soft in comparison
— Alejandra Alarcon (@alealarconxx) October 8, 2012
One of the #comingofage moments in “The Moths,” is when the speaker walks into the kitchen where her mother is crying. #chst302
— Christina (@cmferrada) October 8, 2012