Morning has arrived. Eve has another twelve hours to be crucified. The crowds swell as the ‘short-term’ convicts arrive. Eve really doesn’t care what she looks like. She just wants her punishment to be done.
The ‘short-term’ women- those with eight then four hour sentences- are brought to the park carrying the beam of their crosses. They were shown no mercy by the guards for any hesitation earned them the stern lash of the guards’ whip.
The will to resist is quickly whipped from their minds.
Angie is less full of vigor having hanged from her cross more than twenty-four hours. Even she doesn’t seem to have the energy to respond to the taunts thrown at her.
She wastes energy trying to keep her legs closed. The short hour girls spend most of their time bitching about how they don’t deserve what they are suffering. I am tiring of listening to them.
Like them I could have done time at the reparation farm in Hooker, Oklahoma. I picked time on the cross though not expecting thirty-six hours bound to it. My back is torn and bleeding from being scratched against the premium French wood.
The sun is setting and so is my will to fight the cross…
-Eve
The ‘short-term’ women- those with eight then four hour sentences- are brought to the park carrying the beam of their crosses. They were shown no mercy by the guards for any hesitation earned them the stern lash of the guards’ whip.
The will to resist is quickly whipped from their minds.
Angie is less full of vigor having hanged from her cross more than twenty-four hours. Even she doesn’t seem to have the energy to respond to the taunts thrown at her.
She wastes energy trying to keep her legs closed. The short hour girls spend most of their time bitching about how they don’t deserve what they are suffering. I am tiring of listening to them.
Like them I could have done time at the reparation farm in Hooker, Oklahoma. I picked time on the cross though not expecting thirty-six hours bound to it. My back is torn and bleeding from being scratched against the premium French wood.
The sun is setting and so is my will to fight the cross…
-Eve