On Becoming Tina

PART ONE

Humans are only one of the many colonies that inhabit the Earth. I bet ants think they are hot shit too.

On a summery Fall day, when the sun hung low and the leaf dust picked up easily in the breeze, I walked along the winding empty road leading from the Casino to the TV Station. These are old boots, the buckle on one side waves awkwardly after being ripped from rage and the other boot is too tight on my broken toe nail. I meander along with a mask in hand contemplating the fore-bearers of this road that divided the crumbling walls of a massive steel factory. I…