“Is life worth living?” questioned a masculine voice.

The dimmer switch connection of my brain was turned down way low. I couldn’t answer him right away.

“Eden? Did you hear me?”

The man was persistent. I touched my cheekbone with my fingers as that side of my face stung and throbbed at the same time. “What just happened?” I asked.

Found objects fascinate me.

Three smooth, long and narrow stones
shaped like lady finger cookies.

Then I came upon the fish remains.
From the belly of the beast, out slid a colony
of wriggling and squiggly maggots.

A graceful hand turns
the body of a fist-sized fruit,
sensing the ripeness.