On "Cake" by Sarah Rose Etter (1610 words) ****

The connection between food and erotica goes back millennia. Song of Solomon talks of breasts like grape clusters, and Christina Rossetti has a poem about fruits on sale at a market, working the metaphor for something a little more juicy. Etter's "Cake" falls right into that tradition, though for her the metaphor is taken to its literal extreme. I guess all folks have their fetishes. Read the story here.