The Quill

My mom knew all about life being unfair. When she was 29 she had the flu, a pretty nasty one, they think it was Legionnaires’ disease.

I’ve always suspected fate was less an invisible force and more like a bureaucrat with a clipboard, assigning people to the appropriate stations in life.

You know what it’s like when you get a sliver in your finger, or maybe in the sole of your foot?

*The Body Politick(TBP): A metaphor where the state is likened to a human body, with its various parts (people, institutions, etc) working together for the common good. Welcome to The Red Tent Fashion Pavillion.