Which Bitch? by Steven Holding.
THEY CONFUSE FALLING WITH FLYING.
To choose who confesses, it’s rock, paper, scissors using just the elements. Wind extinguishes (purer) fire; my sinner’s the winner. She’ll sing. She’ll singe.
Water tells the truth; (s)tools of the (stock-in-)trade.
THEY CONFUSE FLOATING WITH LYING.
Observe the burning, everything recorded for posterity.
Post it all online.
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