She would learn everything about it, she promised herself, and details will no longer catch her unaware. The books soldiered on, and she with them. By closing-time she was educated and heartbroken: She knew what it was. She knew it was incurable.
For Three Line Tales, week 135
Photo: Amitai Asif
When strolling down
The winding
Road
Of history
And conflit,
Beware of loopholes
Hiding
Spies
With
Less than helpful
Motives.
Look up
Look out
For any who
Proclaim
They own the path
To righteous.
Most likely they
Have arrows
Meant
To guarantee
Their profit.
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