She is not always methodical in her actions,she had never, in her strange time on Earthbeen so inadvertently hurt,and it was blithely unexpected. The feeling is similar tosome tenacious gnatyou try to smash,but it twitches still,stammering in itslast-ditch try to fly,checking to see if it's following,buzzing muffled questions in the night.Finally, it is lifeless on the tile,and she thinks,somehow I still manage to sweat despite the chill,and she wonders ifshe is poison after all.  ___________________________Photography: Lanaya@writing.for.the.calm