A witty poem by Meher – exclusively for Different Truths.
Who’s the boss? Fever said, “Me.” “No siree My body belongs to me! You are an intruder. So, go! Set me free!” And fever left (Un)happily.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
Fevered Quarrels
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