A very well written autobiography about childhood (and more), specifically set in a poor and working class environment in Denmark. Stylistically, it reminded me a little of Colette.
I find it interesting how most of the time, the publishing world will prioritise translating women writers' autobiographical or academic work over their poetry books (thinking of Audre Lorde).

Two quotes that I wrote in my notes (translated to French):
“[…] mon père dit que je ne dois pas croire en Notre Seigneur, parce que les capitalistes se sont toujours servis de lui contre les pauvres.” p.19

“On ne peut pas s’échapper de l’enfance, elle flotte autour de chacun de nous comme une odeur persistente.” p.29