I was only 9 years old.
I loved Curtis so much, I had all the books and documents.
I pray to Curtis every night, thanking him for the civil war I haven't been given. “Curtis is love” I say, “Curtis is life."
My dad hears me and calls me a Syndicalist sympathizer. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Curtis.
I called him a Longist.
He hits me and sends me to sleep.
I loved Curtis so much, I had all the books and documents.
I pray to Curtis every night, thanking him for the civil war I haven't been given. “Curtis is love” I say, “Curtis is life."
My dad hears me and calls me a Syndicalist sympathizer. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Curtis.
I called him a Longist.
He hits me and sends me to sleep.
















