eat my shit
Monday, September 16 2013
It's been unseasonably cold for some days now. The katydids have been saying what they repeatedly say in that slow way I've always found desperate and ominous. Last night as we walked back to Sarah's car after eating that Indian food, Nancy imitated them with a nonsense noise made against the roof of her mouth; "Keekeekek!" Ray, on the other hand, had them saying "Eat my shit!" There are also a lot of crickets at this time of year. Their sound is more of a constant whine, with another starting before the one you were listening to can finish. I've seen them on the ground: big, fat, and slow, but eager to get away if you push a finger towards them.
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