thoughts about my country...
The night was dark and it was dreary, Walking through the mist,
here's my entry for the History Retold contest
White guys go and fuck all the shit up Hitler is mad... he just is
Wealth and Prosperity were beautiful, with their gilded gowns and glass hair. When they fell, their bodies shrieked as they hit the ground, before shattering into a million pieces.
A 9/11 re-telling.
A once and future king is a difficult thing to make.
My History-Retold Contest entry.