A review by grace_lola14
Mouthpieces by Eimear McBride

4.75

“I am. 
I am that. 
Damage. 
To the scope. 
To the scape. 
To a whole life's work. 
Circe. 
Satan. 
In the breathing. 
In the blood. 
In the long mellow night. 
From the moment I woke. 
Spanish flu and fly, the same.
I am. 
And she. 
And I am. 
A powerful eye staring out from the depths of your machine.“