"Kindness," he wept as he called me insane.


"Decency," he shrieked, as he denounced his own mother for a devil.


"Evangelical hell," he cried, as he launched into a sermon.


"Replace white and black in that enormous wall of text,"


I say, "with Jew and Aryan, and ask yourself if you would be okay
with what you just wrote."


"Nazi!" he screams.


© Miyamoto Yoshi