3ww words of the week:
praise, gentle, vulgar
The fly on the window praised my cooking. I said, I find your thousand eyes vulgar, and your habits offensive.
But when I went to bed that night, I deliberately left the cherry pie uncovered on the table. I fell asleep and dreamed of being gently fed syrupy sweet orbs already masticated, black barbed legs touching my mouth again and again.
I want to especially recommend you read Megan Kennedy's Source, an absolutely divine poem. Best thing I've read today. Just beautiful.