PHOTO PROMPT © Jen Pendergast
I stood outside their High Tower watching our new leaders Frick and Frack gazing out the window at their vast domain, the one that used to belong to We the People.
“Hey, you,” I yelled. My voice quavered and I knew they could dispose of me like yesterday’s trash.
“Yeah, what is it?” sneered Frick.
“You just nuked Denver. Why?”
“They were wasting federal funds on public transportation,” said Frack.
“But the whole city’s gone, all the people dead.”
“We got rid of the waste, right?”
And everything else, too.”
Frick flipped me off. “Are you some gay socialist radical?”
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