Sweet Death: A Novel
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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My stomach is going to stick out so far that soon I'll lose sight of my sex. It'll be
tucked away in a jewel box of soft and curdled flesh, the paste trinket, the
imitation pearl, the nugget of fool's gold that makes the world go 'round. I placed a
Stomach working away tirelessly — what impressive stamina. The cookie
wrappers are piling up around the table and bed. Must force myself to get up, tidy
the room, go out. My palate's getting impatient, my tongue demands new
The dozen hot croissants I just wolfed down are lying heavily on my stomach.
Nothing more indigestible than dough right out of the oven, with its moist, yeasty
flavor. But who could resist? Drawn by the scent of fresh bread, drooling
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