The ending reads, “I pass tacos pizzas chicken ice cream barbecue. The sky is pink meatblood, is a runny sorbet, the sun is a melting butterscotch, the sky is a dirty plate” (29). The ending sentences are a lot to swallow and Hunter’s metaphor is not only curious but beautiful. What comes before is important, however. We have a clump of nouns-- pizza, chicken, ice cream, and barbecue-- all without commas separating the items. This is meant to show us the extreme state our protagonist is in. She is driving home, passing this food. We know it’s imagined and so does the protagonist in her hyper state of mind. And this is how she conveys to readers that she is overwhelmed-- by a run-on sentence that excludes proper grammar. It makes sense too, when someone is as consumed as our protagonist is here, they do not take time to say or do things correctly. They tell us what they are thinking, leaving readers to fill in the punctuation if they please. The ending run-on uses the vivid adjectives that we are familiar with in Hunter’s work. Except these adjectives are more unusual than the past and they make us work a little harder to visualize what the main character does. I love this idea as well because Hunter could have ended with images similar to her description of the lipglosses or the disco party. But here we have a pink meatblood sky, a runny sorbet sky, a melting
The ending reads, “I pass tacos pizzas chicken ice cream barbecue. The sky is pink meatblood, is a runny sorbet, the sun is a melting butterscotch, the sky is a dirty plate” (29). The ending sentences are a lot to swallow and Hunter’s metaphor is not only curious but beautiful. What comes before is important, however. We have a clump of nouns-- pizza, chicken, ice cream, and barbecue-- all without commas separating the items. This is meant to show us the extreme state our protagonist is in. She is driving home, passing this food. We know it’s imagined and so does the protagonist in her hyper state of mind. And this is how she conveys to readers that she is overwhelmed-- by a run-on sentence that excludes proper grammar. It makes sense too, when someone is as consumed as our protagonist is here, they do not take time to say or do things correctly. They tell us what they are thinking, leaving readers to fill in the punctuation if they please. The ending run-on uses the vivid adjectives that we are familiar with in Hunter’s work. Except these adjectives are more unusual than the past and they make us work a little harder to visualize what the main character does. I love this idea as well because Hunter could have ended with images similar to her description of the lipglosses or the disco party. But here we have a pink meatblood sky, a runny sorbet sky, a melting