Bizarre Writing Prompt #7


Tiny beetles thread their sharp, dark little bodies through paper-thin skin, wriggle in the little spaces between muscles, seek their way toward the rich and pulsing veins of sick organs. You can feel it in the itching behind the eyes, the way the fingers tighten a little at the edges, the sides. Feeling this, you know they are not insects. Anything but.

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