Yesterday was a day of constant sneezing, despite a low pollen count. I can’t tell you how many t-shirts, handkerchiefs, and hand towels I went through during the day—I totally lost count. It made for a weird night’s sleep, too, turning it into more of a series of naps. Fortunately, it seems to have passed—for now.
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the longest night (A poem)
A nasty cold is not particularly conducive to writing poetry, but I gave it a shot…
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The Sneezefest Chronicles (a poem)
I have been sneezing A LOT since yesterday. Naturally, I had to write about it. This is actually several short poems combined—and, yes, I spelled it Materiel on purpose…
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