If We Survive This

by Racquel Marie

It only took a few days for society to collapse, but even while people were chomping down on one another, bills had to be paid. Of all the things I have to grieve, capitalism will never be one of them.

I smile at the gift, at being human. At loving something that can’t die, gifted by someone who could.

It was ugly and uncomfortable, but there was a satisfaction in doing something badly and completely like myself.