Flies.I hate flies. Theres one in front of me right now. Its a big one, and he makes a lot of noise.More Like This
I try killing it.
Dont clap at me, it says.
Then stop flying.
He lands on my laptop, on the bed. Hes still making a lot of noise. Theres one cigarette, my morning cigarette, in my improvised ashtray. Ive been smoking too long to still use improvised ashtrays, but Im trying to convince myself its a phase.
The cigarette makes noise, too. So does the lamp. Thats it.
Theres a wolf at the door, it says.
no, there isnt, I answer.
I never leave my room, and there is no wolf at the door, though some one is knocking. He will let himself in, if he knows me.
My cigarette is wasting away in the ashtray, so I pick it up and wait to see what happens next. The fly flies to my shoulder. Disgusting creature.
The knocking starts again
I get up and go get the door. I have to get