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May 17, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Ode to the Mild Cold
Oh, small rebellion of the body,
you quiet thief of energy,
you ache that hums like a low song
through my bones.
You ask for no drama,
no sweeping declarations of mortality—
just a blanket,
a cup of tea,
and the patience to sit with you
until you pass.
November 19, 2024 at 7:56 AM
Ode to the Mild Cold
Oh, small rebellion of the body,
you quiet thief of energy,
you ache that hums like a low song
through my bones.
You ask for no drama,
no sweeping declarations of mortality—
just a blanket,
a cup of tea,
and the patience to sit with you
until you pass.