"turned to face her. Still sitting, she lifted one leg high and wide above her
head, and to open her gash still further,
used the fingers of both hands to draw the folds of skin apart.
Thus, Madame
Edwarda’s ‘rags’ looked at me, hairy and pink, and
as full of life as some revolting squid. I stammered softly
‘Why are you doing that?’
‘You can see,’ she said, ‘I am GOD’."
Georges Bataille
head, and to open her gash still further,
used the fingers of both hands to draw the folds of skin apart.
Thus, Madame
Edwarda’s ‘rags’ looked at me, hairy and pink, and
as full of life as some revolting squid. I stammered softly
‘Why are you doing that?’
‘You can see,’ she said, ‘I am GOD’."
Georges Bataille
