Fiction | By Krista Franklin
Platform, Position, & Possibility: Magneto Speaks
We are gods. Our very thoughts could strip the axis from earth’s belly, take continents apart like dismantled puzzles. Humans are a blight, plague of flesh swept through. To serve them is ignorance, casting pearls among swine. May the heavens collapse on them, their fear be the noose that slips around their puny necks. Nature …