THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 29

Sickness

I wasn’t sick
when I walked into school.
Viruses must have crept
with such silence
that I never noticed until I felt them
stuffing my stomach into a blender.
I got up, thinking
a walk would settle the nausea.
Two steps down the hall,
I collapsed against the wall.
Lockers loomed around me,
their colors dizzying, brilliant.
Sickness whirled through me
like a banshee, reaching to grip
my head in its claws, squeezing my muscles
until they weakened, refused to support me.
I shut my eyes, but still I whirled.
My fever must be
over 103.

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