little chiefs

In February, my addiction lost her job.
I fought hard, lobbied hard, argued hard, for her to keep it, but those who could have influenced a sway in the decision making didn't bother as they held on to their little bit of power. Little chiefs of their own twirly world, they evidently thought that she would gobble them up and that they would end up on the banks of the river Dole.

And now, 8 months later, these same little chiefs have been pushed off their little pedestals into the river.

Little chiefs never win.