Napo 9: Ms. Mosquito's To-Do List, Imago
I tried to just have fun with this today. I'm feeling a little anxious this morning because my own to-do list feels unmanageable. My column is late this month, I'm hopelessly behind with grading, and I haven't exercised enough this week. I also have no idea what I'm covering next week in my classes. Alas. Napo-ing on!
The Mosquito’s To-Do List, Imago
Let these wings dry—
Air them out in the morning sunlight
So they catch the rays and shine
Iridescently in a all the colors of the rainbow.
Come to terms with their beauty,
Its fleeting nature.
Grocery shop—maybe check out
That new place on the froo-froo side
Of town? Where everyone’s going keto?
Learn to deal with this newfound hunger.
Practice using this fresh voice—
Music to my nonexistent ears.
Pray for rain to fall from the sky—
How the body longs for puddles
And pools, how it aches for the scent
Of petrichor to fill the wind.
Work out. Practice swerving
To avoid the swat. Maybe try CrossFit?
Find a mate? Or let a mate find me?
How does that even work?
Maybe I’ll download Bumble
Like all the queens.
Grow a garden of welts
In the soil of skin—make it bloom
My favorite color: rubescent.
Have the girls over for daiquiris.
Take long drags of sweetness
And gossip. God, it’s been far too long
Since our pupa days, when we all held hands
Raise a million children before I die,