creepturtle:

• the lovebugs are everywhere, covering the road in drifts. you have to shovel them out of your driveway. one of them lands on your arm and you stare in fascinated horror as it burrows into your skin
• you buy a bag of oranges from the local grove, from a man who never stops smiling. theyre blood oranges, he tells you. you peel one and viscera spills out onto the grass
• youre driving on i-4 at 1 pm on a saturday. its getting dark. you havent seen another car for miles but something is moving in your headlights, something large and pale with many, many legs
• all the tourists are the same person. the same sunburnt elderly man with socks and sandals, repeated a million times. he tells you his name but you cant remember it
• theres a red tide, but you go to the beach anyway. dead fish…