Mar 3, 2022
1 min read
Poetry
Mukbang with Unicorn Tears
Do I ever think of the end of the world?
I’ve seen it in my dreams, bullet-ridden, and bleeding
Every day
I think that we deserve it. I welcome it.
I cry for my children and other loved ones
Not only are we bringing about our own end,
We are reveling in it, flaunting it, posting…
