by Alice V.
· 27/04/2026
Published 27/04/2026 14:25
The fluorescent hum.
Aisle seven.
The plastic carton.
Pale shells, a dozen.
The price tag stared.
A number I couldn't believe.
Like a mistake,
or a bad joke.
I stood there,
the thin plastic cool against my fingers.
Wondering how much
a simple thing
had decided to cost.
#consumerism #materialism #modern life #price anxiety
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