After your fever breaks
and you’re headed back to school,
I strip your bed
to wash the residue of flu.
Pillowcases, sheets, blankets
all heaped into the wash.
I think of other blankets,
Add bleach to the load.
Aim to get the blankets white, white, white.
First published in Crab Creek Review, Summer 2009
© Kimberly L. Becker
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Words Facing East (WordTech Editions, 2011) is her first book of poetry.
Visit her website at www.kimberlylbecker.com