Certainly, there was an uneasiness to the place
Certainly, I felt like we didn’t belong there
Clay Eaters traverses a
network of fault lines diverging and converging at unexpected angles: a
mysterious jungle island, military reconnaissance training, the spirits in the
trees and abandoned temples, old family homes, the echoes across rooms, the
dining table set for the archetypal feast. Here the author asks what it means
to write the self, and what it is the living must carry.
Format: Paperback
Pages: 128
Imprint: Auckland University Press
Publication date: 13/03/2025
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