Goad23 Jan 2005

It's unmistakeable. The quintessential Barbecuing/Roasting-As-a-Metaphor-for Love is entirely present. Slightly sublimated in "electricity...high voltage...up and down my spine", obliquely referred to in "glazed over eyes (as is: honey glaze sauce", and directly referenced with the offhand "body is as hot coals"

Browse through her pomes. You'll see that every one has a reference, sometimes quite oblique, sometimes painfully obvious, to her barbecue/cannibalism fetish.