Ana

??I remember the bitter taste of the pills rammed down our young throats. Our peers were getting thrills from ecstasy, whilst we were in agony, the ironic mirroring did not slip past me. The angels in white coats found their calling in saving our fragile perceptions. El diablo, and his henchman diagnosis, dealt in our […]

War Crimes

Their faces distorted, Masks contorted to fit the shrunken bones. The final humiliation to be so alone And trapped in a cell of arrogance. The senseless deaths occuring From bravely spurning questions Asked not from curiosity, But animosity. How did these doctors not bleed From their believed stigmata, Surely they bartered with the devil For […]