book review
Milk Fed
Melissa Broder renders a woman voracious and obsessive, who pursues a zaftig frozen-yogurt attendant; the narrative refuses to segregate among hungers: the corporeal, the theological, the maternal, the erotic. The prose is simultaneously libertine and mirthful, suffused with a spiritual rapacity that acknowledges no barrier between the profane and the sacred.
what it left me with
The deprivation you defend against is seldom merely nutritional. Identify the authentic hunger before you mortify yourself in the service of remedying the counterfeit one.
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