A Gray Inchworm on a Gray Sidewalk
How easily the runner could have crushed it. The inchworm’s camouflage, which conceals it from predators, makes the inchworm vulnerable to the human jogging along neighborhood sidewalks, the human who does not intend the inchworm harm. Pounding the pavement and enduring the earth’s return punches is the human’s attempt to postpone death. If the runner hadn’t seen the inchworm, if the inchworm had gotten caught between these punches, the runner probably wouldn’t have felt anything more than the usual heaviness and the usual fight to keep going. But the runner did see the inchworm. She felt lightness as she leapt.