God Hates Fags and Women
By La Love
Dedicated to TJ
Bang.
Sol was born in one night, two hours, and a couple of mouths start yelling at each other. Because no I did not want him God would hate for another sinner to come into the world well at least it's not a girl. Not-Girl had spider veins that gleamed through thin skin, hair that was gold like sunlight lime oranges. But to (Not-)Father, Sol was hoarse screaming pale kicking trouble sin sin sin. Father breathed in.
But Sol wanted to breathe out. For in the mornings when the East belonged to the big yellow thing rising Father would snarl, "God hates fags."
Once Sol had replied, "Doesn'