Hello,
Just a teeny tiny poem today I'm afraid. Don't really know what else to say about it...I guess I've always liked that word, muscovado, and now I've gone and made it into art. Or not art, whatever.
Day 29.
Seeking Help from Inanimate Objects
Oh muscovado
sugar,
if you can’t
do it, no one can.
Unfortunately
you are sugar
and can do
little more
than flirt
with cake mix.
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