Monday I was exhausted,
Because of the dropping iron.
Tuesday one word: menstruation.
Wednesday, I don’t even remember.
And Thursday, oh fuck Thursday.
Migraine number 1,
And a grade that made me cry.
I am better, I have been giving, working and trying
And this grade, one of few
is none of me.
Moving forward I reapply and push forward.
Hours later, when I break for food,
Power goes out.
And somehow I was hopeful.
Friday I woke.
Unable to sit up,
I vomited in bed.
Vomited so hard and so often,
Everything came out everywhere.
The knocking of the electrician,
It was painful.
I vomited again.
Took it off,
Crawled back to bed.
For 24 hours.
But let it be known,
My Ms. Mercy Obsidian
She never got angry that I didn’t feed her.
purring and keeping me warm.
Which is enough to keep me going.