fiction, yes, fiction
Fortune is a non-binary mother of figs and loose cigarettes
They dance naked out in a field of hot shit
Shrouded by caps and gowns that breath
Out millions of silly-sigh spores
And wildflower seeds – blissfully
Dreaming blooms into existence
Today I’m twenty-seven years old according to Pope Gregory XIII.
Today I am prepared to speak before a court of my peers that I am, for the first time, falling truly in love. The sun has stopped setting. To know him is a reminder of life and joy. Every room I walk into has two disco balls. We’re just two dirty dancers – and I’m having the time of my life.
Red limousine cow
2031
The Great Golden Dome has successfully created the Lock with Earths atmosphere. Not so long from now, the Administers will execute the Great Global Frequency or GGF. The GGF is just the beginning of a New World and the Administers have already planned out how it will unfold.
They called them Innate Terrorist Populations or ITPs. It seemed like almost every night that the general population woke up more and more would disappear, sometimes we were unaware that ITPs were our neighbours or even family, it seemed that the ITP included people who they deemed suspicious or if you accidently were in the same photo as someone who they deemed a terrorist or gangster, an enemy of the state, you were also then assumed the same, innately terroristic. Some scientists even received funding to see if innate terroristic was a genetic quality that could be predetermined before a child was born, so as to detain based on quantitative measures, hard evidence rather than qualitative measures, some would say biased, assumptive measures. And then came The Great Removal. The Great Removal was not something any civilian was aware of but come morning almost a third of the population was removed from their homes and put onto trains to Louisiana, Florida, Alabama and Georgia detention centres – and not so publicly known many were deported to foreign detention centres where they would face alleged torture and many would die, allegedly, and that was the other thing, they never confirmed the deaths, sometimes they would even try to claim that some people never existed and would wipe their names from the census, from our written history. People generally found the whole ordeal surreal and disorientating. There was a name that emerged from that time, the Great Rapture. If this is god, I understand why many saw him as a black hole, a violent absence of humanity and love, I understand why they called Him, Night, during the Holocaust, and what about now? I feel like they would have the audacity to burn the bible itself and say that god never existed either, and then say it’s just …
The New World Order
I sit and look curiously like the red chested robin
I saw the images of the golden dome, the “defence” missile system. The reason I don’t trust anything titled “defence” is because I used to play sports and I used to play sports in a gun-totin’ community – I don’t think it helped that most, if not all, of my coaches from little league to travel ball were active-duty military or veterans. So, when we practiced softball defence (softball defence is when your team is in the field) we would try at any opportunity to physically hurt our opponents or try to psych them out, make them scared of us. And the other thing, the thing about guns, guns, people are complicated; you need to stay out of trouble, and try and mind your own, because ya dunno what someone might take as a threat when they’re holdin a gun. Usually, it’d be some dumbasses on the road who cut somebody off or whatever and the next thing ya’know you got two grown good ol boys flashing there metal sticks at one another, over what? And what about the guns in people’s home? How many times do I need to look at my local news and see that a boyfriend or a girlfriend has murdered their partner or shot and killed their partner and then killed themselves. Not to mention accidental shootings, but they can’t help it right, it was an accident, an accident, right? I’m not being dramatic, I can name them, I know there names, we used to play softball together, my teammate who was a couple grades above me. I looked at my socials and I see she was murdered, violently shot in the head by her boyfriend who then turned the gun on himself and killed himself, in the same, small, gun-totin’ town we grew up in.
So, when I see the word, defence I usually associate it with some sort of violence. And now we have a golden dome of violence surrounding the United States, my home. I hope theirs no accidents, the guns in our house now, all of our houses now, but for defence, right? god forbid we have anyone in charge of this who has been accused on domestic abuse.
