October 16, 2026
Excerpts from Antigone at the Rot Party
Antigone rises and holds the envelope against her window. The glass is thick, muffling the noise of Thebes and its war. She reads the invitation again in the moonlight. The envelope is red, or maybe it is green. Someone has been careful with its design. She opens the window and witnesses as best she can. Somewhere beyond the city’s seven gates are her brothers. Somewhere further still, fate. She takes a certain pride in not turning away, but she also fears that it is nothing, the looking.
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