Briefly Superheroic

At times I go back and parse

The pain, the bone-deep ache

The fever, chills, fatigue

The way it felt like constant, relentless muggings committed by tiny, unseen assailants

No hunger

A brief sense of being untied from all ordinary things

As though powerlessness could be construed as

Super-heroic

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