• Cathryn Grant

1-Minute Fiction: Monsters or Marvel

A string of ants glided up the wall as if wheels were strapped to their tiny feet. Individually, they were delicate and perfectly designed. A marvel. En masse, they were monstrous. Hideous.

He picked up the insecticide and pressed the nozzle, feeling grief and relief. When he surveyed their soggy, limp bodies, he wept.

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