The Aesthetic of Destruction
Let me finish your sentence for you, The little boy said. And pulled out a paper, and read: “I bear you no resentment, For doing what you did to the world” And here he unfurled A picture of a city in ruins that had been Made into a museum. "Not even a memorial old man?" We do what we can-- But here the little boy fi…
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