scuttle | Phobia Study

Phobia Study

Quinn Gruber


Leah Wang
slowly, the sky changes color and 
a spider scuttles down my throat
explodes out into the flesh of my intestines

and it starts

the flies that bloom in my brain and the
hornets pound against my heartbeat
the buzz and the whirl
and the long gnarled swirl
grind me

am bound
to entomology 
or at least the way it affects me

let it through 
insect life cycle spans less time than mine
and their descendants –

what is a body if not a habitat