The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone
the Rose grows best in full sun to partial shade.
I reach for my camera and focus on the light.
There lay a young girl, spilled into a heap between light and shadow. She was naked, and her skin was the color of snow by moonlight. Her hair, as white as a waterfall. The white girl watched out of the unicorn's clear, amaranthine eyes-gentle and frightening in the unused face- but she said nothing.
I take the picture.
There is much to be said for a German Europe. She had emerged the as the strongest Power in 1871, when, under Chancellor Bismarck, she had defeated France, and she had gone far ahead. By 1914, Berlin was the Athens of the world, a place where you went to learn anything important- physics, philosophy, music, engineering...
The wicked Spider, the mean trickster, prankster, and witch doctor, wanted
to indulge in unnatural vices and drove her car about at high speed.
The spider was a woman, and
The woman held the pale girls head in her lap.
What is better than the friendship between two girls?
Falkenhayn had to consider much more than the east.
And these “friends”
Two months of maneuvering
How should Germany, her resources only now being properly mobilized, respond?
He drives downtown,
he wants it now, he'll take it.
He takes the girls home.
Twenty minutes later,
a spider emerges
she washes her hands
Then, in one motion,
the rose-white girl was on her feet
and pulls on her underwear.
She looks around, double-checking.
The bones are gone,
tucked beneath his shredded
clothes in the trash
and the floor is licked Ajax clean.
Maybe someone will notice later,
but probably not.
On 21 February 1916 German General Erich von Falkenhayn unleashed his hammer-blow offensive against the French fortress city of Verdun.
Now he is
dragged out by two girls with a smile on their lips.