he held up a dead coyote
like he had just won first prize
smiling from ear to ear
a look of pride in his eyes
the caption said "predator control"
which brought a question to my mind
if we call survival being a predator
then what do we call our kind?
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:11 PM UTC
he held up a dead coyote
like he had just won first prize
smiling from ear to ear
a look of pride in his eyes
the caption said "predator control"
which brought a question to my mind
if we call survival being a predator
then what do we call our kind?
posted this a year ago, but it hardly got any attention...posting again to remind myself of why i write
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