the todos santos diaries, day #3: in which i encounter a spider with no name
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DISCUSSED: spider hearts, friendship maintenance, the impermanence of memory Today I killed the biggest spider I’ve ever seen. I’d seen him — I think of him as male, and I can’t figure out why — the night I arrived, legs splayed up against the wall beside the toilet. He looked dead. I let him alone, even though I know that dead spiders curl up: the thin tubes of their hearts pump something like blood into their legs, and the pressure pushes all eight outward. Anyway, he disappeared for a day, and I thought I’d seen the last of him. Until this morning.
the todos santos diaries, day #3: in which i encounter a spider with no name
the todos santos diaries, day #3: in which i…
the todos santos diaries, day #3: in which i encounter a spider with no name
DISCUSSED: spider hearts, friendship maintenance, the impermanence of memory Today I killed the biggest spider I’ve ever seen. I’d seen him — I think of him as male, and I can’t figure out why — the night I arrived, legs splayed up against the wall beside the toilet. He looked dead. I let him alone, even though I know that dead spiders curl up: the thin tubes of their hearts pump something like blood into their legs, and the pressure pushes all eight outward. Anyway, he disappeared for a day, and I thought I’d seen the last of him. Until this morning.