What side of history
would you like to be on, as the bombs are falling and choking your children? What side of history means the most to you? Pockets of glue collecting coins. Defenders of the enhancement loins, tapping the tunes of white-washed, weathered, ticky-tacky, tarred and feathered, soldiers of a pale and shallow culture? What side of history calls to you? We’re all waiting. We’re all watching. Baited breath, anxious to exhale. Do you gamble? Will you be the whale? Or will you be the sordid tale, perched atop the chambers, the hallowed flesh mounds of those demolished, burning your bills, and counting coins polished? What side of history would you like to be on?
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AuthorMolly Roland is a writer by nature, and she enjoys stepping over the invisible lines society loves to draw. Categories |