I remember when my world divided into male and female, when the girls screamed "Shaun has cooties!" across the playground and flushed with what I thought was anger. I remember being in a closet with ... [+]
I have seen this movie before,I know how it ends, with troops in the streets,and the charred bones of buildings,so I turn away from the ruthless images,and, just as quietly as I can, leanon the railing of the back deckand wait for the gray fox to appearfrom the dark tangled underbrushinto an evanescent strip of bright sunlight.