Ant **** by Irate Watcher

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Apr 2018

Ant ****

We woke.
Ants had invaded my kitchen.
We parted ways,
I mortified.
Then a genocide;
the queen drowned.
Her colony mourns
their loss.

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Irate Watcher 30/F/Denver

(30/F/Denver)

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