Rose Tinted Glasses



that don’t quite fit correctly. And as I try to force a frame around my face, my fingers unfurl and my eyes watch as they fall and a clank happens. Suddenly, a foot reaches and I’m worried for them the mob attacks this Other and lays waste to the deceptive- Con! Blind justice- no rage- serves our society which would rather exist as a fatalist’s dream than entertain the possibility of an idealist’s re-imaginings.



 

Poet's bio: Toni Hornes Sullivan is a 27 year old writer from the U.S.. She self-published her first book of poetry in 2018 and now is venturing into the world of full-time writing/publishing.

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