After the fever, after the chills & aches, after the vomit, the nausea, & the cold compress
that makes skin clammy— comes the respite. the catalyst, the red omen, steps aside,
& as this fever breaks, the illusions falter. may the carny haze lift; may the harbinger sing;
may the deluge ease the pain from your system.
Yelaina Anton hails from a small city outside Boston, USA and is studying Creative Writing at NUIG in Ireland. Her work has been published in Versification and Neuro Logical Magazine, and is forthcoming in Vox Galvia. You can find her on Twitter @yelainaanton.