march 19th

My America presents • LC #1175 •
The violence of finding out you're worth more as a sprout of agony than the dying lumber shifting weight in a salsa dance of uncertainty is something no human should be asked to endure. All of the food we planned on eating grew animal limbs and grabbed our tools. Their muscles were weak, too weak to bludgeon us, their masters. Oh well.

No comments:

Post a Comment