by Doug RawlingsHe never thought of himself as a cancer or even a lesionbut he needed a jobNow here he isin the belly of the beastdoing the bidding of those evil enough to manufacturethe butterfly bomb*cruel enough to name it suchfucking cold enoughto build a munitioninviting enough to entice a child's intimate touchAccording to … [Read more...] about Getting a Job at the Munitions Factory