the threat of pests
in my place
of peace
chafes the skin and
all beneath
and scratching
offers no
relief.
hands in the garden
reflection + romance + release
the threat of pests
in my place
of peace
chafes the skin and
all beneath
and scratching
offers no
relief.
hands in the garden 
I hope you are talking about mosquitos. God knows i have a sour relationship with those brothers and sisters and I hate the ladies more.
Greetings from Ottawa and thanks for reading 🙂
You are welcome