“Beneath the hands that claw through the rubble, there is anguish and filth as much as toxins and contaminants. You can see the various layers of it, all the leakage throughout the generations, and it is combustible, sparking a hatred, a writhing greed that burns beneath the skin. It doesn’t just disappear when someone dies, in fact when you bury a body or scatter their ashes, you just add to it all, rotting the soil to poison anything that grows from it. And anything that is built upon it is doomed from the beginning, just as surely as generations of loved ones are destined to perish. There’s nowhere safe, no stable footing, and so soon you can see the cracks appear, the footings buckle, and mighty empires fall as surely as another one rises to take its place.” Nothing is more haunting than a person’s greed. Rainbow Warrior BB Clifford
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AuthorBB Clifford is a queer author based in northern New Jersey. Archives
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