“Scruple” derives from scrupŭlus, small stone. If you get a stone in your shoe, you’ll be uncomfortable. Today scruples make you hesitate when confronted with a moral choice.
As a mom and entrepreneur, the world comes to you with shit and hunger. Bring me food and cleanliness, and I’m yours.
This poem is halfway between David Allen and Charles Bukowski.
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