Hour/Prompt 3

I don’t know what happened but

I am down a red brick well

My school had a fountain the center, a quad called Red Square

because of the red bricks or because of the Red scare

(we were libs at the time and they were libbers back then) Not like now when we’ve turnedo ourselves inside out and upside down in order to claim rightness, lightness, and delightness in setting self apart.

[unfinished]

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