Monday, December 30, 2013

My manager is a dog (sorry, dogs)


 



Some people are ugly little brutes who know so and feel gross and dirty and do their best to spread their self-disgust. Some people distrust before the lie. Some people are brown from the inside out. They’re small and dumpy and expect nothing kind. They are down and stepped upon and kick from below. Some people hiss like snakes and snap like gators and tear and bloody small shreds of kindness thrown their way with the tiniest of hope that it will make a difference.

It doesn’t.

Some dogs are just dogs and those poor things have been starved and never found their own food and they suck the life out of what they see. Especially when it’s beautiful, or juicy.