Out of the car
Into the house
Through the messy kitchen with dishes stacked high and
Through the family room (which is surprisingly clean!)
Up the stairs I plod
Into my germ infested bedroom
Onto the bed I flop
Under the covers, so cold
Above the covers, so hot
Inside the covers, if feels like a furnace – Yay!
Outside the covers, the sweat is pouring off me
To the bathroom for Tamiflu
Out of the bathroom to go back to sleep
I will spare you from having to read the other preposition poems I could share…
“From Fine to Fever” (Thursday/Friday)
“Through the Doors of Urgent Care” (Saturday)
“Among the Slicer Living, Look I Managed to Write!” (Saturday)
“Beyond the Sickness, I Creep Away” (Sunday)
“Into Circus Mirandus, Thank You for Writing This Cassie Beasely!” (Sunday)
“After the Sickness, I Still Feel Like I Was Just Hit by a Truck” (Monday)
“After the Sickness, I Feel Just Like I Did on Monday, How is that POSSIBLE?” (Tuesday)
“Out of My Mind Because My Face is Oddly Numb” (Tuesday)
“Into the Emergency Room” (Still Tuesday)
“Since My Husband MADE ME Stay Home Today I Will Watch Copious Amounts of Television. Again. I Mean Seriously, How Much More TV Could One Person Watch?” (Wednesday)
“Before I Knew It, March Was Over, as Was Slice of Life 2016 in Which I Wrote 24 of 31 Days, in Which I am Very Proud of!” (Thursday)
Thank you to all the amazingness of the group of ladies that ARE Two Writing Teachers. Thank you for providing this outlet for us. I am so, so grateful.
Also grateful for the comments on my writing that have each moved me and shaped me as a writer and person.
See you all on Tuesdays!