For Whom the Flyswatter Sings

“Fuck, that’s a big one!” I exclaim as a black shape whizzes past my face. I drop my half-eaten Oreo into my glass of oak milk and run out of the living room. Merlin continues playing on my abandoned laptop.

I look back for signs of the intruder. I catch movement by the side table and resume my swearing. It’s really big. I briefly worry it’s going to land in my milk and ruin my chances of finishing that Oreo.

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Tattooed ballroom dancer and writer keeping it real about dance, mindset, Life, and the occasional film. Support at https://ko-fi.com/thegirlwiththetreetattoo

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