Today's OneWord: Deserted

We were all reading a book about a deserted island - you know the one. The one with savage boys and dead bodies and a severed pig's head. The one with the pink conch and the glistening lagoon and the walls of ocean. The one that crams students' heads with screams of allegory and then expects them to retain it as part of their daily routine. The one that reminds us of the beast. Of where it is. Of what it is. Of who it is. And it has no snout. And it has no teeth. But it can still bite.