History

(This is a rough draft of an assignment I got in history. We were to have a dialogue between a Minoan, an Egyptian and a Jewish Person to demonstrate our knowledge of the cultures. I thought you guys might appreciate it.)

Minoan: How ironic it is that us three travelers from three different lands should meet on this three-way crossroads.

Egyptian: I don’t think “ironic” is the word you’re looking for. It’s odd that I can correct your English despite that we all speak completely different languages that died out long before modern English even existed.

Jew: Well actually, my language is still in use in the modern wor—

Egyptian: Shut up, Jew!

Jew: But I—

Egyptian: In my land, when a filthy Jew speaks directly to an Egyptian, we don’t let him sleep until he’s done the full day’s work of seven men.

Jew: I actually know that, as I’ve come from your land, despite that we came from completely different directions.

Egyptian: Oh yes, that is odd.

"Dachau SS Killings"
The site looked normal, typical.
Another slaughter to look into
in the age of slaughters,
the epoch of bullet and bayonet,
World War Two. Death's heyday.
I clicked on the link.

I watched the old film flicker and explode
into a menagerie of black and white and gray
and saw a man, clad in a single colored uniform,
standing with a .45 pistol, silver gleaming in the sunlight,
by his side.

He was American.

At his front was a line of men against a wall,
a jigsaw puzzle of grays against a single tone of black,
all uniforms camouflaged. They shivered, coughed, bled.

They were German.

One was on his knees, hands tied behind his back,
eyes puffed and dark from beating.
He spat at the American standing, with his
one-color uniform
and
one-color gun.

The American, emotionless, grabbed the German's wild hair,
squeezed it upwards with a bloodied fist,
and shoved the one-color gun
into the German's
jigsawed mouth.

"Becca, I don't like this. Let's go back."

"No. We came this far we're not turning back now."

"But..."

"If you want to leave, Bridget, fine. Go back by yourself. I'm still going."