Remember the Fish at the End of Faith No More's "Epic" Video? Yeah, Like That.
As I sit here, I can feel my heart thudding and fluttering in my chest. I have some sort of diastolic murmur or something, which the doctor says, "Always, 100% of the time, means something bad." I've concocted a visual representation of my murmuring heart. When I picture it, I see a perch flip-flopping on the bottom of my father's aluminum boat--terrified, suffocating--when I was a kid in grade school.
That's my heart: fighting for life in a hostile environment while stupid white people grin and congratulate themselves for murdering it.
I hated fishing, by the way, just in case that wasn't clear.
