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#speciesism
We dug up the soil today Thousands of insects rushed out Centipedes, beetles, spiders A crumpled grub writhed in the sun Too weak to do much else I’ve always hated agriculture Fingers tearing plant roots Sap soaking flesh A neighbour walked past and said ‘looking good’ And it was the saddest thing I’ve heard all year
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
a collapsing mouth