Ten Years a Statue
Sam Martone
You, so lifelike, are auctioned off to the highest bidder, a very rich man. The treasure hunters keep your wife, to let her accumulate in value, to sell at a later date.
You, so lifelike, are auctioned off to the highest bidder, a very rich man. The treasure hunters keep your wife, to let her accumulate in value, to sell at a later date.
Sara & I meet at the mayor’s tiny house to salvage the gleaming green rupees scattered across his lawn among the stones & shrubbery.
every pixel hides a small bug and that’s how i hear your every breath and if you’re still alive it is only because i want you to fear longer escape longer suffer longer
You, out there. You. Pitiless as (prioritizes healthcare) you have been. You, who were there for my first breath, who (has infected its first human) first breathed me in. I’m sorry.
Other captains destroy rebel ships—in accordance with their code of honor, they suppose. We are content to slaughter rebel crews. Leave the ship intact, we say, only wash the deck in human blood.
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