Good evening, Mr. Neighbor

He walked into our apartment wearing red suspenders and black gym shorts pulled up over his torso. Meet my neighbor, always good for a laugh. Living in an African home has taught me a lot about loving the neighbors who live with me. I don’t yet know most of the people in my apartment complex,…

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Where do cockroaches go when they die? (A poem)

Behold a tale of myst’ry and woe And the questionable fate of where cockroaches go Upon their death, if they ever die, (For nobody knows if they do…sigh.)   Heaven, hell, or the next door apartment? Do they die outside or in a compartment? They can resist a bomb scare, or so I’ve been told,…

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Open letter to cockroaches

Of all the bugs with which I’ve shared a home, cockroaches are certainly not the worst. We have the German kind, so they’re really more like beetles, and they don’t seem to do anything except be everywhere, so it’s not that bad. I honestly find it amusing at points, though also a bit annoying. Because…

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