When cholera threatens a nation or troops open fire in the rain
I just wanted to spend my afternoon announcing the poetry acceptance I woke up to and then finishing my film review from last night, but instead there is armed sedition—terrorism, treason—at the Capitol and I had so much wanted the stoking of this violence to be like the specter of a shooting war at the polls in November, all talk. I have not wanted a shooting war. What I want is this obscenity burned down and the earth where it grew salted and then burned over again. What I want is an actual democracy to survive.
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The prospect of a future stable enough to support the appointment of a memento felare* is very attractive to me right now.
* "Remember you suck."
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*Sniggering childishly*