Ant



He held the magnifying glass above the ant. Every time it started to burn, it would manage to get out of the focus of the heat.

“Try pinchin’ it’s legs off,” said James.

He reached down, gently holding the ant under his thumb, sheared each of its legs off with his nail.

Once immobile, the lens came back out, the ant began burning again.

Funny the things you remember, when you have been drugged and left paralysed under a glass roof on the hottest day of the year.

  1. Nice Post. After a month dealing with pest at hotels, finally I hope clear, I felt something crawling under my pant leg. Alas, an Ant! I was relieved as I sent it into its next incarnation, hopefully as a grasshopper!

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