INCARCERATED

Factories are making paper clips. Can you imagine the satisfaction? The bending of the wire. The applause of the factory workers.

A HISTORY OF PEOPLE

They woke inside a circular fence of neatly stacked packages of steak, quail, and veal. Each package was the size of a toddler’s hand and could be opened with a toddler’s strength.

HOME

Thought we were here to help these people. But you become what you hate.

ACTUAL FICTION

A demon with a badge, and I hate the color of tan uniforms in the same way that I hate the smell of Bud Light and gun oil.