Saving the Planet
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The planet is a shamble - but will my generation do any better?
This event happened last year, last fall, right before school began.
Summer talk has stopped sigh - free and easy days, parties and beach trips are over. Now attention turns to the fall and the start of school and the “2019 Social Season.”
Fall begins tonight with a social (a very formal dress party) and the night ahead looms long - these are the events that, for some reason, my siblings live for - *shaking head* - I hate them.
The British would've held this party in a garden - when they ruled the world - but we're modern man - we get the St Regis.
My two best friends aren't here tonight so I'm stuck with my "peers" - the extravagant children of rich houses - those seekers of happy times drunk with an absence of accountability - as they enjoy their metrical friendships and wander lost among forests of bad choices.
Have you ever seen people high on their own surface reflections? It's not a good look.
I see a new purse worth an economy car - honors at the feet of conceit - presented like erotica - let's all just drown in special privilege - "That'll cure racism" - I crack - to cow-like indifference.
Don't worry, my generation will save the planet - we got this.
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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