A collaboration with teeth.

You write with conviction here. The piece carries anger, fatigue, and moral clarity, but it never stays trapped in despair. It keeps reaching toward solidarity, and that gives it force.

What stayed with me most is the way you move from systems to people without losing the thread. Rising prices, exhaustion, loneliness, then hands reaching, voices lifting, small acts refusing surrender. That progression feels earned.

And the spiritual turn near the end works because it grows naturally out of the earlier lines. You’re not offering comfort for decoration. You’re arguing that care itself is resistance, and that idea gives the piece its backbone.