Cat Fishing

chiggers get under my skin
biting me harder than I have ever been bitten
I feel an orange glow chastising my acceptance
but what can I do? They own the tall night grass
bullfrog bellows at me in a belligerent way
I feel lambasted and irritated
cat fishing has never been so mean
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
June 8, 2021 at 7:07 PM
Ah, I've had them...awful. Paint them over with clear fingernail polish, and they will smother. That's what we used to do back in the hills. Good luck.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 9, 2021 at 8:10 PM
"back in the hills................of Tennessee? Arkansas? Inquiring mind.....
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