Banana Flavored Thoughts & Prayers
It´s been three long days
Look, I did the rocking
In circles
Side to side
Front and back.
I did the massaging
Circles counter clockwise
Downward on the left, across on the right
More circles.
I did the movement
Jumped up and down
Knee tucks
Deadbug rolls.
I did the damn drink tricks,
the Google, TikTok, John Fucking Hopkins medically recommended foods,
I ran up and down the stairs.
And what do I have to show for it?
Anger.
Aggression.
Anus clenching.
An assortment of burps.
A gurgle in my right lower side.
And not a single fucking shit in sight.
Shit.
(And all after one contaminated salmonella chicken, two days of diarrhea and vomiting, three separate medications, two vein pokey-pokeys, and an IV on a pole-treeeee. What is this, Shit Christmas?)
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Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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