a moon, worn as if it had been a shell
The horror of eugenics. It's an outrage that seeps into my soul, for aren't we all flawed, and the crazy fantasy that it is good to reach perfection by eliminating anything that is not perfect is one way of annihilating us all, if not in fact then in spirit.
This is an accidental post as it turns out and one I had planned to remove until a few folks offered there comments on it. Then I decided to leave it as it stands but to emphasise the point that the title of this post belongs to the wonderful Elizabeth Aquino, whose blog by the same name is well worth visiting.
This post was intended as a comment on Elizabeth's post which she had left untitled. Something weird happened in cyberspace.