Insect Summer

July 17, 2014

The summer the insects took over The Sardine Tin was hot and slow and quiet. The city itself was loud: boomboxes blasted the summer’s hits. Cars backfired and gunshots crack-cracked. Firecrackers whistled into the late-evening sky, and sirens blared — there were more sirens than Maura remembered any summer prior; the city was experiencing a record heatwave, and the swelter made everyone surly, drove them to crime and violence.


-read more @ New Pop Lit (also appears in Reckless Chants #20)

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