Freedom is a jagged bitch, a barbed-wire dream of agony and yearning. Freedom is a wide-bore firearm clutched in shaking hands and pointed close at the face of God. Freedom is a siren scream to pierce the heart and banish ease and complacency forever. Freedom is the memory of sweet and addictive possibility that becomes encompassing obsession: a brutal march of inevitable destruction of all that stands against her burning eyes and driving song.