Josef Winkler in B O D Y

“While the gypsy woman held a garment in the air, offering it to the pineapple vendor, her teat slid from the mouth of her child, who squealed in hunger. The gypsy shoved her nipple, stiff and dripping milk, back between her child’s lips, his mouth filthy and his eyes sealed shut with pus.”

From Josef Winkler’s Alfred Döblin Prize-winning novel Natura Morta, translated from German by Adrian West.

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Photo – Still Life with Grapes, Figs and Marrow by Michele Pace del Campidoglio

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