Civil

Prologue

An alternate history where land, labor, and legacy are rewritten.

Civil.

Andrew Johnson—

unfortunately—

did not pardon the South.

Considered them enemies

to the Union.

All their possessions

must be fortified

and given back to the land—

to the croppers.

The administration amends it:

forty acres and a mule.

God bless America.

And God bless you.

When the people in the South heard,

they couldn’t believe their ears.

All these pastures.

All these children.

All these years.

Our great-greats were born here

and buried right there.

They said,

“So the whites are slaves now?”

“No.

It means they got no land.

And they gotta work—

just like us.”

“Well shit.

Damn.

Just like that?”

“If the president said it,

then yeah, I guess.”

“So this our land?”

“Yes.”

“Well shit.”

To be continued.