Eight things I learned after coming to America

  1. The roads here weren't paved with gold.

  2. The roads here weren't paved at all.

  3. I was expected to be the one doing all the paving.

  4. As people dumped their shit and pis on me from their windows.

  5. All of this in a deep dark tunnel that could as well have been a dungeon...

  6. Supervised by a red-colored man with a trident and a rotten-egg smell

  7. As I was set on undying fire and stung by bees on every inch of my skin

  8. All of this while standing on my head.

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