Maybe I’m just cynical after being back in the suburbs for a year. The world is calling and I’ll probably answer it soon.
“Get optimistic,” I grunt to my reflection. “Don’t you cry on me now.”
3.7 million African deaths, but yah, your pretty ring matters more.
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“You will endanger our entire tribe if you go back…”
The water got colder and colder the further I sank from the top…
If I don’t help them, many people will die.
I couldn’t understand the words, but it was clear that he did not want me to follow him.
“What is that?” she asked, as if I could possibly know.
“See this, my son? This is the fury of the gods.”
