Rogue by KJ Hannah Greenberg
And then what? Death?
Nope. I won the awards, fought the battles. Im no aberration or reject.
Because I make you uncomfortable? Because I refuse to kowtow to the local hegemony?
Fear is the stuff of cowards. Poltroons prize limbs over law, fiduciary wellbeing over fairness.
Yadda. Yadda. You despise me because you are transparent to me. I know you. Ive been you.
I am more alive than you ever have or ever will dare to be. I live through my deeds. You perish through your ambivalence.
Not today. The man squashed the large cockroach.
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