By: Vladimiro Vilarino
One part mistrust.
A poisonous, thorny fruit with maggots as seeds and vile compounds of expired ribeye and arteries embedded within pink flesh.
One part violence.
Boiled in the essence of warfare: two hundred dictators with syphilis and schizophrenia. A parasite that enjoys squirming and gnawing on the fingers of its feeders.
One part alone
The ultimate torture against the social animal.
One part people
Too much of a blessing becomes a curse which then becomes a death sentence. One man becomes an insect under polished eyes.
A black petal. A single whiff that builds a flavor that may never be tasted. Its presence is genuine, but only a few have tasted it.