"Any second now, I would be descending into the pit of my being, seeing serpents, experiencing my own death or birth--or something--and I did not necessarily want that to happen in a windowless vomitorium while a millennial in crazy pants had her first psychotic episode."
— Levy, Ariel (b. 1974)
Author
Date
September 12, 2016
Metaphor
"Any second now, I would be descending into the pit of my being, seeing serpents, experiencing my own death or birth--or something--and I did not necessarily want that to happen in a windowless vomitorium while a millennial in crazy pants had her first psychotic episode."
Metaphor in Context
It was the flailing that got to me. I thought of the girl whose parents had called Charles Grob and the Canadian kid who stabbed his associate in Iquitos. Any second now, I would be descending into the pit of my being, seeing serpents, experiencing my own death or birth--or something--and I did not necessarily want that to happen in a windowless vomitorium while a millennial in crazy pants had her first psychotic episode. Her yelling was getting weirder: "I want to eat sex!" I got up and went into the front room with the wrestling mats, where I tried to think peaceful thoughts and take deep, cleansing breaths.
(p. 36)
(p. 36)
Categories
Provenance
Reading
Citation
Ariel Levy, "The Secret Life of Plants" The New Yorker (September 12, 2016). Print.
Text from online article, titled "The Drug of Choice for the Age of Kale" (September 5, 2016). <Link to newyorker.com>
Text from online article, titled "The Drug of Choice for the Age of Kale" (September 5, 2016). <Link to newyorker.com>
Date of Entry
09/15/2016
