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This is one of my favorite passages from the best book I have ever read.. Defiance by Carole Maso

The dream is green. And I am a fetus clinging. Clinging to emerald bones in that time. That time before... clovered to you. The last free place. Verdant. Rich. The shining pelvis bone to which I clung. I flare at your waist. Unwilling to live outside. My first bit of real intelligence. A forcepped birth. In the year of our weariness 1960. Taking the tongs. Traumatically. How this scene now stubbornly asserts itself again and again. Extracted. The patient etherized. Mother.
 
Before I dissapoint or let you down. Before you dissapoint or let me down. Before numbers or stars, before language, before notions of beginnings or endings. Before hand was raised. Before hand existed at all. Before the brain. Sensing the body forming. Quickly and slowly. There are miracles. Here comes the fingers. Small toes. Frog heart. Amphibious in the watery dark. In the time before the world had anything against us yet. In the time of repreive----suspended, lingering. Lasting forever. Never end.

I definitely recommend this book to anyone..Mary Gordon writes "Astonishing in its dark brilliance, its power to disturb, its fearlessness of taking on the terrifying subjects of sex, class, gender, life of the mind---- to say nothing of its stated subject: murder. Carole Maso is an utter original, one of the true and plangent voices in American writing."