Dirk van Rens
@dirkvanrens.bsky.social
Doctoral Researcher anglophone literature, University of Eastern Finland
”’Did you see the cross burning last night?’ [sheriff Jetty] asked.
’That was a cross?’ Jim shook his head. ’I didn’t know what that was. I thought it was a car fire or something.’ …
’You mean like a KKK cross burning?’
The sheriff nodded.
’I wish I had known,’ Jim said. ’I forgot to be scared.”
’That was a cross?’ Jim shook his head. ’I didn’t know what that was. I thought it was a car fire or something.’ …
’You mean like a KKK cross burning?’
The sheriff nodded.
’I wish I had known,’ Jim said. ’I forgot to be scared.”
March 16, 2024 at 11:33 AM
”’Did you see the cross burning last night?’ [sheriff Jetty] asked.
’That was a cross?’ Jim shook his head. ’I didn’t know what that was. I thought it was a car fire or something.’ …
’You mean like a KKK cross burning?’
The sheriff nodded.
’I wish I had known,’ Jim said. ’I forgot to be scared.”
’That was a cross?’ Jim shook his head. ’I didn’t know what that was. I thought it was a car fire or something.’ …
’You mean like a KKK cross burning?’
The sheriff nodded.
’I wish I had known,’ Jim said. ’I forgot to be scared.”