It's a writhing aerial dance now. Her raised arms form two luminescent triangles, clavicles and breasts protrude above me in a glistening silhouette under a riot of white Caribbean stars, a giant salt shaker spilled in the Haitian night sky. She whispers, je je je jouis jouis jouis."
From the book: "Emergency sex and other desperate measures. True stories from a War Zone" (Unlike what the titles suggests, the book is mainly about the experience of 3 UN workers put in war scenarios from the 90's... It only mentions sex 2 or 3 times, and very briefly.... this is one of them... so beautifully described)
painting by: Modigliani