Archive for ‘September, 2015’
Art dictates life in this one. As I write this I’m scratching huge ant bites on my left arm. It looks like I have chicken pox. The other day I heard feral kittens crying under the house and I thought to myself, “Ohhh Kittens! I wanna see dem!” So as i tried to look at them I felt something stinging me. I glanced at my left arm only to find hundreds of fire ants crawling on it. I got a shovel and dug their home up. I think they are still mad at me and I’m getting ready for some kind of retaliation . . . . I’ll be ready ants . . .bring it!