The evil version of me is auditioning for The Bachelor.
The evil version of me is running for city council
on a platform that features charter schools
and anti-homeless architecture.
The evil version of me is Airbnb’ing his three-bedroom
and setting up a pup tent in the garage.
The evil version of me just bought another labradoodle.
The evil version of you is a life coach, a Christian yogi,
a wellness influencer and a personal brand strategist.
The evil version of you refuses to eat seed oils.
The evil version of you wants to have six children
for all the wrong reasons.
The evil version of you thinks bisexuals aren’t real.
The evil version of me is at Whole Foods,
snitching on attempted shoplifters.
The evil version of you is at the same Whole Foods
intentionally misgendering a cashier.
The evil version of me just met the evil version of you.
Our evil twins are going to Buffalo Wild Wings for their first date.
Our evil twins send each other podcasts on financial independence.
Our evil twins are logging into their joint Facebook account.
Our evil twins are using ChatGPT to write their wedding vows.
Our evil twins have never waited a table or restocked a shelf.
Our evil twins have never overdrafted their bank account.
Our evil twins have never had sex while sober.
Our evil twins have never cried when they weren’t sad or angry.
Our evil twins live in a gated community.
Our evil twins enabled push notifications for their Ring doorbell.
Our evil twins own multiple firearms.
Our evil twins don’t know the names of their neighbors.
To the monsters, we’re the monsters.
Our evil twins are terrified of us.