Gunnar Larson Gunnar Larson

Pests

Side of the road he flailed his arms around. Bugs propagate in the summer heat, stagnant water providing ample breeding ground. Flies and gnats form a cloud backlit by the setting sun, undulating in rhythmic movements. “Get them off of me,” he said. “Get them off of me.”

No. 140

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Gunnar Larson Gunnar Larson

Sweat

A man rolled down the backseat window, relieved to feel fresh air. He stuck his arm onto the edge of the car. With his other hand, he wiped a bead of sweat from his temple. The driver apologized for the broken air conditioning.

No. 080

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