My name is Django Ahanu Two Axes born on Olde Earth among the Cree in the United States of MexiCanada. This is a 350-word essay about me. My mother tells me I have been loved everyday of my life. I find that hard to believe since I was surrendered to the federal orphanage at eight months old but grownups love fairytales. I don’t remember Earth of course.

I remember Mars. People call it the red planet, people are stupid. Mars is brown and sunset orange, it is the color of blood fresh and dried, it is deep purple and pink pink pink.

Mars is my grandparents’ ranch. It is a fire surrounded by stones and stories that are told over and over that go on forward.

Mars is a city, with people smushed together. Mars is dirty and the streets are crooked and the the irrigation rains it smells like metal and feet. I am Mars. I’m chaos.

My dad is the Detective Chief. He is clever and brave and strong. His name is Benjamin Hatchet. He is good people and an Android. That is a big deal for some people. People are stupid.

My mom is my mom. You know she is the Chief of Police. With my dad, she broke the back of one the big companies. She is not afraid to break stuff up. Her name is Myrtle Tallulah TwoAxes. She is smart and tough and hard headed. Grandma says we are exactly alike. So my mother is Mars too.

I know you’re supposed to say what you like to do and whose your favorite band. But your favorite color isn’t who you are. I don’t know what is. I don’t know who I am. I know I hate Enceladus with its perfect everything. I hate its clear air and new buildings. But I love that most people aren’t mean to my dad. I love there are lots of Androids here and they owe stuff and run some things. It’s a shame freedom had to occur on this stupid ice ball. That’s it 350 words exactly.