A Prose Poem by Anon ymous.
Now, there is nothing but dirt. They took the trees, bushes; even part of the sidewalk. Monsanto and Dow Chemical are gone. The flashing red and blue a quiet promise they will not return. The damage is done. I want to tell you stories. I want to find one more way to turn the truth. I want to be subversive. I’ll confess my crimes. I’ll take my chances; tell you what you think you already know. I do plan to post this bundle of letters. Maybe I’ll redact them. As if they were sent from a warzone or some Eastern Bloc country; before the wall came down; before the spread of Agent Orange violence…before the evil corporations ate us alive.