I love it when your lower legs are
suddenly itchy like bug bites despite
you've been wearing long pants
all day, and you'd been wearing shorts
all week before that with zero contact, and
the only place different you went was church
for your nephew's baptism, and
that
is not a buggy place. So
itching like crazy, you surreptitiously pull
your pants cuffs up to your knees and SCRATCH
SCRITCH SCRATCH, stymied by the seeming absence
of actual bites, and the more-or-less all-overness
of the itchiness, then
1 day later
there are what look like legit bug-bit welts, scattered all over,
and they end up with those tiny clear hard amberlike scabs.
I say I love it. I don't love all of it. I just love the scabs.
Those tiny clear hard amberlike scabs.
I love the end result.
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