kerstin A Cup of Tea at the Mouth of Hell — Luke Tarzian
A Cup of Tea at the Mouth of Hell is chaos in a pot of tea. Considering I read this mere hours after being jabbed in the eye by British plantlife, for which I wore a makeshift eyepatch, it was the perfect book for me to read with my one good eye.
The book is hard to explain, so I’ll keep it simple: Lucifer loses his pot of tea, setting off a chain of chaos both in and beyond the book. It starts off as a quirky, whimsical comedy and ends up roller coaster dropping you into an in-your-face portrayal of trauma and personal grief.
It’s a hard book to review because I know it won’t be everyone’s cup of tea (sighs, sorry. Bad joke to make when someone has stolen the kettle). The story is full of emotions but not linear at all, and at some point it stops being about the tea, which may… oddly… disappoint some? (I know there are some hardcore tea drinkers out there)
BUT, if you’re in the right mindset for it and are up for an honest spotlight on personal grief in all its ugly, potentially cathartic, and very human glory, give it a go. It is raw, visceral, and brutally transparent.
I read it in one go, with one eye. Incidentally, it’s a really bizarre feeling having both eyes burning to cry at the same time, but for different reasons.
P.S. Both eyes are fine now. Neither of them are crying.
