Poem 2/5: On being sick

I was tagged by the beautiful writer, poet, and professor, Janice Sapigao, to a five-poem challenge. I won’t lie–it has been slow goin’. But I’m making my way through, slowly but surely. And since I’ve been sick as a muhfuckin’ dog this week, I wrote this poem as an ode to my sore throat.

On being sick

My throat is a creature
separate from me.

It scratches and howls,
is restless before the moon.

I try to appease it,
calm its raised hackles–

It growls, whimpers
refuses comfort.


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