‚What‘s your SUPER power‘ he whispered across the aisle. ‚Complete ignorance, ‘ she husks back and grabs the last pack of coffee, maxing out her credit card. ‚Yeah, I wish, ‘ he mumbles, dreaming about New Year’s – the last time he afforded wheat bread. I just got used to my tongue being numb with hemp, the only real alternative. After all, we all got to be SUPER. One better than yesterday at a time.

orphaned before birth set the tone for a fractured respect done good in a system broken to societal interventions