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January 14, 2022 4 Comments

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I did this.

The earwig writhes in the clear water, his mangled antennae frantically prodding the air, making obscene gestures over his broken body. Meanwhile, the tissue used to safeguard my attack floats placidly next to him, holding up severed appendages for his consideration.

Downstairs, my mother calls me to lunch. I move to reply, but all I can do is stand silently over my victim, wondering how many times I had smashed such creatures and recoiled at their splattered remains, only to discard the carnage with a gentle push of the handle.

I did this, I think again, and flush.

By Tim Hanson

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  1. Joerg Peters says

    January 14, 2022 at 12:26 pm

    Disturbing.

    I like the “monologue” of the protagonist.

    Is he proud or does he repent?

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  2. Tim says

    January 14, 2022 at 6:04 pm

    I’ve read all of your work Tim since you were 4 years old and just when I have thought I have figured how your mind works, you throw this out! Genius!!

    Love,

    Tim Hanson (Your Father) 🙂

    Reply
  3. Lisa says

    January 14, 2022 at 9:15 pm

    I feel this in my soul. Chilling, Tim!

    Reply
  4. Ben says

    January 15, 2022 at 8:03 am

    It reminds me of “Why does Orson smash the beetles?”

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