TODAY’S BREW: herbal tea. I’M SICK GODDAMMIT.
I’ve been so goddamn sick this week, it’s annoyingly inspirational. Taking me out of the game enough that it slowed my readying of the next book to get out, slowed down my editing on the side, all unacceptable. But it is a great feeling to be so pissed about that, you know?
Instead I began a for-profit non-organization called #PoemsForSickPeople. All proceeds go to….me. But you can also just BUY MY BOOKS, THEY’RE GOOD, I SWEAR. Please, do be entertained by my illness.
Did all the laundry
Changed all the sheets
I can no longer breathe
I’m going to sleep
JUST WAIT, THEY DON’T GET BETTER.
I drank coffee
I’m stronger than yesterday
*coughs into oblivion, watches more Lifetime movies*
MY PERSONAL FAVORITE….. I call this one “Must I Really? With the Clothes?”
Must I, really?
With the clothes?
While inside, nobody knows
Of the sweatpants worn for days
In my sickly, worn malaise.
Must I? Really? With the clothes?
Far more than the sneezes
Less poetic is how I am finally old enough to take baths in Epsom salt for my aches and pains, and yet not wise enough to NOT throw instant oatmeal into the tub for my skin. Don’t get me wrong, my skin feels fantastic, but I brewed myself in a cup of oatmeal.
Anyhow, that’s the kind of stuff I do, and I thought that you would just LOVE to hear all about it from my nest of blankets and heating pads in the corner of the couch. Stay well, all! And if you want more of this kind of literary ingenuity, do please purchase my latest novel, THE WIND BETWEEN WORLDS. Okay, love you guys, byyyyyyyye