Teachers in the Age of Epstein

How does one go about one’s day

absolutely awash

with the concerns of children

their friendships

how to spell congratulations

draw a horse head

plant carrot seeds

as if the world were a safe place

for them to hold hands

celebrate

run wild

take root

while rich, powerful, evil men

and women secretly steal

fuck and eat them

walk free, rule the world

with zero empathy

and now we know why.

How?

How does one do it

without crying like a banshee

through the halls

eyes bleeding?

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