oh not, not this.

Fruit flies are all over the place.
So are fruit fly maggots.

Less bad than housefly (traditional-dog-dung and garbage-can-fly) maggots, but still.

Banana?

Don't think about it! Don't think it! Don't look for them! Don't make a chocolate cake and leave it in the cupboard! More like landfill cake. What about your bowl of fruit? Like the look of that cherry? Like the brown spots on it where it has become a ready incubator for guess who? Piece of french fry with vinegar marinade suffocating like a fertile salmon aching to procreate in springtime on your counter and who is buzzing around its sorry self but a fruit fly! Put some beautiful peaches together and they too will become very popular - GUESS WHY

NO!

Instead, have you had this drink? You can make just very regular peppermint tea, then put it in the fridge with some lime. It is very refreshing. Tastes very nice, try some honey in there, even. Delish.

MAGGOT - MY LIFE

Inside my egg, I have some fear and anticipatory excitement (<---- redundant oh well) about my new life ahead. My future siblings and I are nestled together
here in the brown spot of this nectarine. Might I add, what an apt name for such a sunny fruit. Nectarissima would fit too, but is too decorated and undermines the simple, beautiful flesh of this ripe tawny thing. Ah.

Now I have hatched and I feel like I could really lay into this sticky mother, you know? I just want to eat. If I had eyes it would be too bad, because they would be closed so I would not be distracted from my opus of eating. I am oozing enzymes from my tiny, writhing form to liquify this fruit and I am going to suck suck suck it into me and keep on sucking. If you get my inference (i am into this fruit).

Grown rough and ready, I can form a sturdy chitinous shell as my new, pupa-self and go through an adolescence. Now I will develop eyes, wings, limbs and a mouth, seen as undulating points of darkness under my glossy, translucent surface, readers remember themselves what it was like when a pituitary gets pumping. My body is really rolling. I will be ready to spawn, just as soon as I get these sea legs out and then oh no.

(etc etc etc you get the point i am trying to find a way to not find this terrible but i think it is an evolutionary point and i should just understand that it is unappealing and it is ok to not feel immediate love as my reaction to the fruit fly maggot, anyhow.)