A week
and a half
after
I turn
19
I see more worms
than
I
had
seen
collectively
ever
previously
in
my
entire
life.
I’m sad
that
so
many
are
flat.
About
2
and a half
years
later,
I see about as many worms
outside a different dorm.
I watch
one
or two
on the puddle-riddled sidewalk.
They move faster than you’d expect.
I care more
that my raincoat is too short.
