By R. Gerry Fabian
(Twitter @GerryFabian2
Instagram: @gery3397
Web Page: https://rgerryfabian.wordpress.com)
The fever finally spikes
about three days
after initial contact.
I totter in and out.
I recall flashes -
the smell of alcohol,
the cold water,
a woman's whisper
several chopped conversations.
The virus strikes without warning.
Side effects linger longer.
About the Author:
R. Gerry Fabian is a published poet and novelist. He has published five books of poetry. Parallels, Coming Out Of The Atlantic, Electronic Forecasts, Wildflower Women as well as his poetry baseball book, Ball On The Mound. In addition, he has published four novels : Getting Lucky (The Story), Memphis Masquerade, Seventh Sense and Ghost Girl.
He lives in Doylestown, PA.
Twitter: @GerryFabian2
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