I dream that my weird friends and I wander a 3-D maze. We're fierce as caged animals, hungry to escape, but we have to watch out--it's all right angles, nothing rounded--and those crisp, sharp edges can cut.

I was slow to realize what this maze was. I'd built it myself: it was the maze of my radical pacifist vegetarian feminist anarchist conscience!

My cubist conscience.

A harsher cage than anything archists ever built.

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