The Monster

I had this monstrous dream where something came out of my throat that landed in my hands and it was huge and soft and held it’s shape and I laid there staring into my empty hands through closed eyes.

When I woke on Sunday morning on the 12th day of this flu, it was over and I was back to stellar health.

What a battle it was!

Dennis Mantin

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