victors write the books II
Troys streets ran with blood
when the victors sing the tale
none dare call it "rape"
when the victors sing the tale
none dare call it "rape"
Labels: Aeschylus, Homer, literature, war
seventeen syllables / is all you can cram into / such a tiny screen
Labels: Aeschylus, Homer, literature, war
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