The Fly

Living with four women, the cacophony of screams is my cue. I grab a shoe or rolled up magazine and play my soap opera role. I’m the exterminator of insects, not much more.

****blogger’s note****

This is my weekend writing exercise courtesy of Trifecta Writing Challenge Today, I was given three words cacophonym soap, and insects and told to use them in order. I went personal again. I’m the fly, cockroach, beetle, and other bug killer in my house of a wife and three daughters. There aren’t a lot of cool songs about this subject. U2′s The Fly played in my head while I wrote this at the breakfast table with my daughters.