A Smell to Death I am dirty. I am just a pile of loath. I am the dirtiest human on this earth. I have no sense of cleanliness. I don’t brush my teeth. I don’t wash my hands. I don’t wash my hair. I don’t even wipe the skin of my bare ass. If I’m tired I won’t even put in an ounce of effort to walk to the …showed first 75 words of 569 total…

…showed last 75 words of 569 total…At least I’m worth something to another creature. I’m dying as my smell gets stronger and stronger each day and night that pasts. I’m running out of flesh. The maggots are leaving. “Please come back little fellas” I say, but they keep going. I’m I’m now a smelly, disgusting, gross, non-flesh, toothless, hairless person that has no name to the world. I am dead. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography** none at this time