Fourteen hour days and pesticide-laced
dreams. Sixty dollars a day to feed the children. Air-conditioned men
in business suits watch through backward-facing binoculars
calculating profits. This is your pleasure. This is our bondage.
This was linked up to this week's Trifecta Writing Challenge.
We were to write a metaphor based upon one of several photographic prompts.
Labels: Trifecta Writing Challenge