SKO-SKO
One night while I was awake listening to the tales of the mosquitoes and the wooing of the female frogs by the male frogs while the crickets chirped, I realized that I was sick. I have known this since, but tonight's re-realization seemed like an annunciation. I felt, perhaps how Mary felt when the Angel Gabriel announced to her that she was to bear the savior of the world. She, just as I now, knew without doubt that the message wasn't fallacious. "I'll make sweet love to you" I heard one of the male frogs say. "I'll give you greener and bigger children", said the other. I didn't take my time to know what lines the other male frogs dropped as my attention was diverted to the mosquitoes. "Let's go over to that room, they don't have nets there. We'll be sure to suck to our satisfaction." "Ahhh. You don't know what you're saying o. My cousin's nephew's step sister died there yesterday. They no...