

my first day of eighth grade (read: long ago) i was walking to my bus stop when i was struck by an automobile. it was a cool morning and the high schooler who was driving was running late (speeding, didn’t defrost his windshield, probably distracted). i went flying into a puddle at the end of a neighbor’s driveway. he kept driving, claimed he thought he hit a mailbox. probably the most fucked up part was the cop on the scene blaming me for walking on the right-hand side of the road. apparently I was supposed to know better. so, yeah, acab and fuck cars.








I’d love to read something positive. is there an article you can share?