here it is, expressed in a way I could never be able to do. It's a
daily battle, with an "enemy" you can't see, and even if you were to
attain to the elusive corn-free life, your neighbors use corn ladden
products, and your family comes home from work or college, infused with
it. And, if you can smell it, the molecules are floating in the air,
looking for a magnet, namely, you. Or rather, me.