"My childhood utterances—I cannot shape or discipline my speech, no one understands me. Henry Darger made strange noises that irritated others. Words thick with my saliva, I read promiscuously but do not speak real words. I must go to a speech therapist, who eventually sets them free from my mouth. Even now I can’t make language do what I want it to do. Over the decade I’ve attempted to sculpt this book. It’s not malleable enough. I still can’t communicate. I am struggling to communicate."
— Kate Zambreno, Book of Mutter