September 2011
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Was it ever this bad?
Hunger gnaws at my stomach, climbs into my throat, leaving me feeling queasy.
There’s a parallel experience of lightheadedness and inability to concentrate as a pained gurgle erupts from my gut.
Thoughts are fleeting, and my focus draws upon more primal, basic needs.
Christ, I could certainly use something to eat.
June 2011
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Small things
Tonight was the first time this year in which I had seen a June bug. Being June, I suppose that’s quite apt.
It was slowly crawling along the concrete walkway leading up to the back entrance of the office building at which I work; its reddish-brown carapace was glossy, lustrous as it reflected the local landscaping lighting.
The color of dried, polished blood.
This insect, so small,...