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The Challenge is:
Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should:
-- include the word "imago" in the title
-- include the following 4 random words: "miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," "synchronicity,"
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional and included in the word count), make reference to a mirror in your post.
For those who want an even greater challenge (optional), make your post 200 words EXACTLY!
I forewent the "extra challenges" this time because I just liked this piece better. Enjoy :)
The Imago Tree
Sometimes, during the days of late summer when the sun is high, the fig tree in the backyard releases a special kind of miasma. It creeps across the air, noxious and oversweet, making my nose wrinkle. Comforting and repulsive. Fleshy fruit gone rotten.
The junebugs spread their iridescent bodies over the drooping figs. Fill the lacuna of the trunk. Cling to the leaves. Oscitate lazily with clicking mouths, unwilling to let go of the season. I know how they feel.
Every time I come back, the grass is a little more yellow, the wall a little more broken. The netting of the basketball hoop hangs in ragged shreds. Nonetheless, the dog next door still barks and the hummingbirds still weave between the bougainvillea. The buzz of the beetles and howl of the dog and hum of the birds chase each other around my head in a strange synchronicity. I’m still here.
I’m still home.