02 October 2007

The Bloomi

"Bloomi grow on d'edge of d'swamp just before ya hit dem cypress knees. Dey smell reeeal nice, J. said sumpthin' bout sirens but ah dunno what he mean by dat, aint been no police round 'ere in ages. Anywho, dis smell, it gitcha by da belly an when ya lean in close-like, for a real true sniffle, dey go an' bite ya nose off. Most nights dey jis sway n sway in da breeze, real purty, but when dey git sumbody, when dey smell dat blood, dey ALL lean in tryin to git at it. Ah tink one o' dese days dey gonna pull up dey roots and walk."

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