“Captured at the height of [her] rage”
To produce the sugar, to taste the sweetness, the essence needs to be pressed into existence.
We press hard.
The wheels turn, the cogs pull, the extraction process is complete: syrup, children, art, money, money, money, money, money, MONEY.
Pressed, oppressed, the world is paved with sugarwives and those with whom they are caught in the industry of extraction.
Life has never been full enough for those who want more.