By CL Bledsoe

The engine buzz was a never-ending giant
mosquito always hovering just behind my ear.
I had to hold the orange flag steady and high

so the duster could see it, but I also had to clear
out before he started laying down the insecticide.
He’d come in low and spray, and as soon

as I heard him dive, I’d move to the next rows
of soybeans. We hadn’t had time to plant the flags
to guide him, so we had to do it by hand. I was slow

the first pass and got showered with little white pellets.
Dad said it would make me grow a third arm and offered
me a beer to rinse the chemical taste from my mouth.

Stuff My Stupid Heart Likes by CL Bledsoe (co-author of https://medium.com/@howtoeven and The Wild Word: https://medium.com/search?q=not%20another%20tv%20dad)

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store