This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I looked like him. I smelled like him. I learned like him. My father had propagated.
Meanwhile daddy realized all he had done, all he had destroyed through lust. He began to cry. Two tears ran down his cheeks. He raced to his only possession, his yacht, which moved, and moved off. Into the bloody sea. No one’s ever seen him again. I don’t know what happened to daddy. I decided to keep on living rather than kill myself.
-Kathy Acker, Empire of the Senseless