Poussey Washington
a quiet refuge with a story in her eyes
I read between the lines — and the bars.
I grew up between places, found peace in pages, and made a home in unlikely friendships. I know how to survive, how to laugh, and how to love — even here. I carry the library in my head and the yard in my heart. If you’ve ever felt unseen, I see you.
What I'm Into: The weight of a good book, quiet corners of the yard, girls with glasses and secrets, Taystee's laugh, the smell of old paper
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