Alexander Theroux is a novelist, poet, and essayist.
He was born in Medford, Massachusetts. His brother is Paul Theroux.
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“The parrot holds its food for prim consumption as daintily as any debutante, [with] a predilection for pot roast, hashed-brown potatoes, duck skin, butter, hoisin sauce, sesame seed oil, bananas and human thumb.”
Alexander Theroux
“September: it was the most beautiful of words, he'd always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.”
“It's true, you can never eat a pet you name. And anyway, it would be like a ventriloquist eating his dummy.”
“Silence [is] the unbearable repartee.”