What does ulcerative colitis feel like? Here’s my best poetic attempt.
twisted under blankets to smother
raging through the
flicking its forked tongue
puncturing smoke and blaze
scarring its wake vermilion, bitter, black
sloughing its cinders
a phoenix-masked ouroboros
twisted under fire blankets aching for the rain
As always, invisible illness only remains invisible unless we talk about it. I hope all my fellow chronic pain sufferers find their rain soon.