I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even d — Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even d — Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even d — Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even d — Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even d — Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

I used to be twenty. Then I was twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on. And then I became a mother and could no longer even distinguish the difference between twenty-one and twenty-two or the difference between thirty-eight and thirty-nine.

— Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary

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