The Common Contagion

Was it the restaurant’s ramen bowl?
Or the latte handed over by the barista?
My nose is stuffed and I shut autumn out
But frost is crystalizing in my blood
On the wrong side of the windows

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

13 thoughts on “The Common Contagion”

  1. Oh dear, I’m going to have a flu shot tomorrow–can’t hurt! I’ll send loving prayers up for you to feel better fast.

  2. How wonderful to be able to turn affliction to art with our magical words! And you are truly one of the most gifted artists and magicians I read. May you be blessed with the gifts of peace, love, and joy now and forever. 😛 ❤


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