Young Writers

Bad blood
Isabella Martin

“For as long as I can remember, men were something the three of us were unable to incorporate into our lives organically. We didn’t care for men, didn’t care about them. We were not controlled or swayed by their action or inaction, worked outside a paradigm of their violence and coercion. For us, men were like a language learned out of obligation; we could speak and understand enough man to get by. What we did care for were those desires that lured them to self-destruction …”