The pinch in my arm tells me my blood pressure is back up to normal.
My hands and feet are no longer of ice.
Out of the corner of my eye, my full vein throbs in two places.
A monthly, nine day eclipse,
My anemia makes me faintly wonder:
Can my life drain from me this slowly?
Where is the sun deity that shuns me?
I keep a turtleneck handy.
Multiples of ibuprofen gulped in fetal position.
Pains like labor without a result worth…much of anything
Resume countdown from 22.