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Hidden inside the beer bottle, it makes me start when it rushes out with the water. Drowned already, it lies on its back in the sink. An unloved insect, innocuous in death.
Cut off from its body, it still blooms green. The veins that carried life to its heart continue to rise, full and ready. But in one corner the whiteness of death begins to crawl and curl, as nature’s recycling begins.