I feel them. I get up in the morning and one of them is nibbling on my arm. I shake it off. You annoy me, I tell it. I get up and go to the kitchen. How many of them am I counting? The sink has at least 10 or12. I put water in the coffee maker. I have to pour the water down the drain. A cockroach is in the coffee maker. The stove top. I see a few walking around the burners. The fridge—the fridge has to be safe. I open the door to take out eggs. I scream. It’s a good thing they can’t get inside the eggs, I say out loud. These cockroaches are like God. They’re everywhere.


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