They say that forgiveness is a sin and that revenge is the territory of angels. This is from a book of religion in the colony of hate and my grandmother was a fierce prophet. There was no manner of sunlight that a curtain couldn’t hide and no thickness of paper that would prevent the spread of fire that she swore would surely consume this fallen world. It was, to my grandmothers view, a landscape of scheming shadows that could not hide their plans from her righteous gaze. Her wrath was a lean and hideous spectacle that drove shivering fingers into my heart when I was a young boy sitting cross-legged on the kitchen floor with my crayons and legos. | image @karl_baden