(drabble, 100 words)
published by Drabblez Magazine, Issue 3
August in Israel is a hot, brooding month. The Dead Sea’s sulfuric scent lingers, and birds gorge on dragon fruit. Bananas ripen. Opuntias burst. Dissolute mosquitos fly vacuously. Then they stun themselves against human skin and die, squashed in the sand.
By early September, the heat wave breaks and there are three months of humidity and wind with sudden spells of rain.
The Southern Border remains a sand cloud. Persimmons take root and bloom in the north. Sheseks snake up garden fences. Tomatoes burst through laterite fields.
Bombs ply in the distance.
Bodies appear in the streets, potholes on highways.