The Bite

Some creature must have targeted my wrist.
I noticed nearly 14 days ago
a quarter-size of redness. Something kissed
that didn’t feel mosquito-ish. I know
it might have been a spider. They insist
on thriving here this time of year. The show
of red diminishes with every day.
Immune response is slow but has its way.

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