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Late stage capitalism
has taken a bite out of my soul.
Don’t believe me?
Just look
at the jagged edges
and teeth marks.
Be careful!
Don’t touch!
They’ll rip you to shreds,
while hope drips
sweet
and
thick
like molasses.
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whew! heartwrenching to read.
Thank you. 💜
Any emotion is good emotion, yeah?
I looked forward to ‘lasses making…
I’ve never made molasses but I love them.