Sweet Death: A NovelOverlook Press, 1987 - 130 pages Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten. |
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Page 17
... become of me without my life preservers , my cocoon of lard that keeps the world at a distance like a protective bumper ? And Mama , the look on her face if my figure were suddenly to become more like her own , and my face even prettier ...
... become of me without my life preservers , my cocoon of lard that keeps the world at a distance like a protective bumper ? And Mama , the look on her face if my figure were suddenly to become more like her own , and my face even prettier ...
Page 33
... become like them ? To talk , dance , smile ? Must I become that languid and cooing young woman leaning up against a man beneath my bedroom window , while Mama plays a waltz on the drawing - room piano as the guests , sleepy with heat ...
... become like them ? To talk , dance , smile ? Must I become that languid and cooing young woman leaning up against a man beneath my bedroom window , while Mama plays a waltz on the drawing - room piano as the guests , sleepy with heat ...
Page 106
... become a habit . I hate their screams and insults , the seamy side of their grand passion , those crumbling slices of private life that shower me with debris . They ruin my peace and quiet , they invade my space without even an apology ...
... become a habit . I hate their screams and insults , the seamy side of their grand passion , those crumbling slices of private life that shower me with debris . They ruin my peace and quiet , they invade my space without even an apology ...
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