Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)

A Clue to the Exit

London

Chatto & Windus

2000

"I rolled my forehead against hers, trying to break through the fortress of our lonely skulls and meld our yearning minds."

On the contrary, our tragic lucidity and, of course, the frantically life-affirming atmosphere of a recent death stimulated us to a savage interrogation of each other's bodies. She drew blood with her nails and sucked the wounds like the flavour from a water ice. I rolled my forehead against hers, trying to break through the fortress of our lonely skulls and meld our yearning minds. We thrashed like marlin caught on the hooks of each other's unforgiving genitals.
(p.32)

Architecture::Fortress

Reading

Edward St. Aubyn, A Clue to the Exit (London: Chatto & Windus, 2000).

09/19/2015