November 9th
There was the convulsive urge to spit, vomit, curse, rant, scream into the pillow. There was the agonizing, water torture description of hope going down in flames like the Hindenburg, plummeting to earth in real time, the cool promise of something kinder, gentler turning to cinders, spiraling away, borne aloft by an inferno of hate, ignorance and fear. A story told in numbers on a graph. I woke early […]