Worthless Buyer
A man stops at the signboard of a brothel, letters half-lit in tired neon. He walks in, pays half of what his hands had earned that week, half of...
Read full postA man stops at the signboard of a brothel, letters half-lit in tired neon. He walks in, pays half of what his hands had earned that week, half of...
Read full postI see it again. people hating people. like we didn’t already do this a thousand years ago. same story. different faces. once it was women. then it...
Read full postthere was this woman shawl around her neck sitting just right there front-right from me on the train to yotz the light didn’t come from anywhere and...
Read full postThe stars were just being themselves. laughing, shining, being loud, being close, being many. they weren’t hurting anyone. they were just together....
Read full postSo... the god smiles, does he? Was it not enough? The children, the quiet graves, the red rivers? They say he is great. But great enough to ignore...
Read full postI wonder sometimes why I love the Nation I know it's selfish, thinking of us, more than any other. I say it's not love, but survival, where our...
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