Brave New World

The cage had no bars, just comfort. I check my comforts now.

Soma holidays, we call it scrolling here.

The Savage read Shakespeare and it broke him. Beauty breaks stability on contact.

I claim the right to be unhappy. Last page, and the bravest sentence in it.

Everyone belongs to everyone and no one is anyone. Seventy years early and counting.

Ending is better than mending. My closet heard that and laughed.

John hung the one thing the world couldn't absorb: an actual choice.

Feelies instead of feelings. I know which one my weekend was.

The Director's tour of the hatchery reads like a factory tour of my feed.

Huxley scared me with pleasure, not punishment. That's why it sticks.