100-Word Fiction: ‘For the Buzz’

They say we are social creatures but I do not feel that to be the case. I have been working alone. It has been some time since I was home. Oh but…

I heard reports. You could hardly fail to hear. It was disease maybe, or chemical warfare. Whole colonies wiped out. No one cares about us.

My parents are long gone but I was not prepared for this. Our numbers fewer by the month. Our whole livelihood in collapse.

What to do? They say you get once chance to sting something proper and then it’s all over.

I’m ready.

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Author: MW Bewick

Writer of poetry and place; editor and journalist. Co-founder of Dunlin Press. 'Scarecrow', a debut collection of poetry is available now from http://dunlinpress.bigcartel.com

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