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September 6th, 2011 | 278 Entries

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278 Entries for “insect”

  1. Must you make me feel so worthless?
    So small and weak.
    Must you make me feel like I am nothing?
    So easy to step on.
    Must you do this to me?
    I have my flaws and so do you
    but my must you comment on every little thing I do?
    I’m not an insect so stop stepping on me like am one.
    Don’t you see that you’re hurting me?

    By Linda on 09.06.2011

  2. leggy, buzzing
    in and around my ear
    annoying
    yet oddly beautiful
    how is it that ugly is beauty?
    Where does it go

    By christina on 09.06.2011

  3. nibbly
    nubbly
    crawling across my shoe

    icky
    sticky
    make me want to spew

    crush it
    leave it
    what to do

    run away
    fast away
    boo hoo hoo!

    By christina URL on 09.06.2011

  4. Luckily for Sharon, Owen was an entomologist, so insects were his specialty. He was able to revive her fairly quickly, which was good since the other guy was standing there with his mouth gaping open, and explain that the ant she had seen was, in fact, harmless. Huge, but harmless.

    By Brittany URL on 09.06.2011

  5. Bugs. Bugs. Bugs.
    Insects and bugs.
    So small. So many.
    Flying, crawling, all over.
    So many.
    So small.
    Bugs and insects.
    Bugs. Bugs. Bugs.
    Buzz.

    By Ashley Marie URL on 09.06.2011

  6. Insects are a study of the small. Small and numerous. So numerous that even though an insect may be very small, they could just as well overwhelm everything you see and know.

    By Richie URL on 09.06.2011

  7. The world is a huge and mysterious place. There is so much beauty, mainly in little things. The big picture is foreign to me. I have accepted that I will never comprehend it. There is danger around every corner and on every street but I can not let that keep me from living. I am mighty in my small ways. One of millions, I make a difference.
    -Insect
    Maybe we should think more like them.

    By Milana Jordan URL on 09.06.2011

  8. Insects some mysterious creatures. They don’t really care what is around them, they’re just here. God placed them on earth for one reason or another.

    By Nissa on 09.06.2011

  9. I’m an insect. That’s all I really am. I’m working so hard just to survive. It takes so much effort just to make it through one day. And no matter how much I’m trying, we all know my life span ends soon. I am going to die.

    By Kaylyn URL on 09.06.2011

  10. It crawls across her finger, legs tickling her skin. She watches it in wonder, and a little envy seeps into her heart. It lives a short, but remarkable life. And she’s lived a thousand years it seems, when he lived no longer than the beetle. She wishes someone would come along and crush her, too.

    By Aslee B. URL on 09.06.2011

  11. She placed her tiny finger against the colorful shell of the insect creeping along the arm of the chair and it stopped, frozen, paralyzed by the small girl’s curious touch. She released it suddenly and waved as it slid down into the sand, not to be seen again. “It’s on an adventure now,” I whispered to her worried eyes. “On his way to China.”

    By nannan URL on 09.06.2011

  12. like small crawling life, under the elephants feet. stampedes shaking in the direction of the wall covered in security. make it there and die.

    By Keithyface! URL on 09.06.2011

  13. icky insects
    grimy little goobers
    heinously hideous
    horrible and hated
    the worst in the world
    terrorizing teasers
    the bully in the class
    the awful mean teacher
    a strict witchy grandma
    a scary old neighbor
    the worst type of tutor
    your mom when you said you hate her
    that’s the feeling of soul sickness
    the kind that rots your emotion
    it’s like a thousand little bug bites
    and no calamine lotion

    © L

    By lauren URL on 09.06.2011

  14. That’s how you make me feel, you arrogant jerk. Like a bug crawling across your bed, you watched me every night, waiting to crush me. The light in your eyes as you craved the CRUNCH of my walls. And I, the ugly one, only thought you loved me.

    By Aria Amariel on 09.06.2011

  15. I don’t like insects.
    They’re bugs.
    Beetles.
    Mosquitoes.
    Yellow jackets.
    Biting, humming, blood-sucking things.
    I don’t like insects.
    I do like pretty decorations, though.
    Butterflies. Ladybirds.
    Something beautiful, without purpose, less alien.
    More…acceptable.
    The same way humans seem to like others, more like themselves.

    By Lancir URL on 09.06.2011

  16. there was a giant cockroach/cricket backstage today. just walking past it made my heart race. i’m starting to think my fear of insects is branching out beyond spiders.

    By Sarah URL on 09.06.2011

  17. the pollinators of the planet, bees are my favourite insect and my name in Hebrew means bee.

    By Debbie URL on 09.06.2011

  18. Solo debía ser paciente. Un día lo aplastaría. Se pararía sobre él y de un solo golpe mortal lo mandaría al otro mundo. Un día.

    By Julia URL on 09.06.2011

  19. I saw it on the ground first. Just sitting there. Sitting and waiting to be crushed. I put myself in its shoes..er, feet? Whatever they have. Not sure. It would suck to be an insect. I couldn’t bring myself to smush it, though, just end its life there. So I kept on walking, watching my step.

    By Totally Caesar URL on 09.06.2011

  20. the shining green shell parted and filmy wings thin as wind unfolded, thinner than the sort of wind that snags at your fingers and whispers at the downy hair on the back of your neck. The antenna moved quietly, a shadow of a bug ballet.

    By Jessica URL on 09.06.2011

  21. It lifted its two front feet and rubbed them together with delight at the meal it was about to take part in. Excellent! The fly buzzed around the rotting carcass to find the most succulent place to dig in.

    By Dayle Morrison URL on 09.06.2011

  22. She sat at the end of a long gleaming table. A panel of executives sat at the other end looking at each other. Occasionally she caught a whisper from one executive to another. She felt like an insect hoping not to be squished.

    By Bri URL on 09.06.2011

  23. suddenly, a thought hit her. andy had to know that the transport was arriving. but wasn’t that right before she had just reprogrammed him? andy was in cahoots with bogdan! but how?

    By The Fake Dann URL on 09.06.2011

  24. Lose a leg, we got another 5

    By kmy URL on 09.06.2011

  25. suddenly, a thought hit her. andy had to know that the transport was arriving. but wasn’t that right before she had just reprogrammed him? andy was in cahoots with bogdan! that little insect!but how?

    By The Fake Dann URL on 09.06.2011

  26. A fantastic creature flew by my window today. Effortless. Beautiful. So content with the world. Why can’t I be so content? Why must my life be a series of unmistakeable fuck-ups? Fly away, little insect. Don’t be disturbed by me, or anything else in the world, in fact. Just go with the breeze, ignore the fragile and hypocritical stages of what is called the human life.

    By Stephanie Lennox URL on 09.06.2011

  27. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzzbuzz.

    *Swat*

    Dead bug.

    That bug … was my father.

    By emeyel URL on 09.06.2011

  28. I want to crush you between my thumbs. When did you sink so low? When did all of this become such a game to you? It wasn’t a game to me, but I suppose that doesn’t matter. It never really has. I was just another fly caught in your web… or maybe it was the other way around. Truly, which one of us is the predator, and which of us the prey? I don’t think I can get away from you.

    By Katelin on 09.06.2011

  29. The butterfly is something I wish to be. Even though it’s life is short and fleeting, I’d give anything for that kind of freedom. Do others feel the same way? I sometimes hope reincarnation is true. Then maybe I have a chance.

    By Jess on 09.06.2011

  30. And everything that had been bottled up until that moment came forth like the village flood last spring, when lukewarm water, full of dirt and dead flies, washed over houses and farms carelessly, recklessly. What Juli remembered the most about those few weeks was finding wet insect carcasses everywhere–in her coffeepot, on the spines of the books she managed to salvage from the wreck, in all of her clothes, even inside her mattress.

    Juli stared at him, this insignificant boy. Suddenly his eyes began to grow; his arms appeared smaller, smaller, smaller; his head was huge, he was sprouting paper-thin wings.

    Juli was disgusted.

    By Parka URL on 09.06.2011

  31. Small…insignificant existence……soul?

    By Ariel URL on 09.06.2011

  32. If an insect lands on your windshield, does it change the tilt of the world? Or is it just an inconvenience, easily taken care of by a push of a button, a swish of a wiper? Can it be both, so big and so small, at once?

    By Chelseyann URL on 09.06.2011

  33. My little friends, The rulers of the world. The successful society. You are so good.
    Why do I use you as an insult. Only because of your size?…
    I worship you and honor you, but stay out of my house, even though i built my house on top of your house. I will eat you, now that I know I can, thank you hungry people for showing me how to eat everything.

    By joefeather on 09.06.2011

  34. Its wings shone like jewels, black as onyx, green as emeralds, blue as sapphires. It flew in front of her face once, twice, and finally landed on her arm. She stared at it in wonder. It was the most beautiful thing she had seen in a long time.

    By Olivia on 09.06.2011

  35. A small bug walked the plank. He was scared as everyone laughed and called him the insect king. He knew that he was a true insect. But insects were only myths a legacy never told.

    By Ali Gomez on 09.06.2011

  36. You dissect the lining of my thoughts with superior fucked up ness… you decompose my justifications and you powder down my dispositions with a soft shrug and a hard hand crammed on piano keys for day, just trying to teach me something… or trying to impart a… simple song, I lost the lyrics to weeks ago…

    By Leslie URL on 09.06.2011

  37. I insected a little into her brain, I wanted to know all of her thoughts. how they all came together, why were they the way they were?

    By Geo Mape on 09.06.2011

  38. Can’t live with ’em can’t live without ’em….Theirs is a tiny complex world almost invisible to me….existing just below the surface. So forgotten so important. We’d like to live without bugs but we would die without them.

    By 00bullhead URL on 09.06.2011

  39. innnsect.
    wow!!
    InnnSECT
    yes. p- p-
    ins-! ins–!!
    –spect
    innnsect
    in-SPECT
    in-SECT!!
    *laughter*
    oh gosh you’re right punkin, you’re inspecting the lady bug! what a clever boy!!

    By Jenna Smith URL on 09.06.2011

  40. I see a small insect on me desk. Wandering, searching. Coming for my fruit gummies. I quietly take my shoe off to smash it. I hesitate, then slam down. The quiet buzzing tells me it got away. I look for wehere it lands. WHAP! It is gone. The insect is dead. I take a tissue out, grab it off the wall, and deposit it into a trash can.

    By beason4251 on 09.06.2011