I was determined to “wallow in filth” (as my mother sarcastically reiterated) before I would lift one finger to make right a condition I felt I should never have been in. I was too afraid of the consequences of any action on my part. Any compromise with the life we were leading, anything done to make it pleasant, seemed to me would lead to destruction through the acceptance of that life.
from her "Sisters," readable in its entirety in Beatdom, no. 6, i.e., here We at the moment think it the most riveting piece of autobiographical writing that we have read in a long while.