The Guardian's website has the shortlist in all its eye-rolling glory:
Her hand opened me. Then her hand became a wing. Then everything about me became a wing, a single wing, and she was the other wing, we were a bird. We were a bird that could sing Mozart. Her beautiful head was down at my breast, she caught me between her teeth just once, she put the nip into nipple like the cub of a fox would.
The winner, by the way, was recently announced as the late Norman Mailer for his Hitler's-parents-are-driven-to-sex-by-de
