Typewriter Rodeo: Still Sneezing

Each week, the Standard reaches out to Austin’s Typewriter Rodeo for a custom poem on Texas topics.

By Jodi EgertonNovember 30, 2018 10:44 am,

They say Texas lacks seasons. Perhaps our spring, summer, winter and fall are not as well defined at they are elsewhere, but we do have seasons. They’re named for allergies.

Still Sneezing

I sniffed my way through oak and elm

And snorted through ragweed in June

A day and a half of relief in July

Til mold became my doom

My eyeballs are covered in angry streaks

And my nose is tickly and raw

I almost started to see the light

Til the cat nuzzled up against my jaw

Oh Texas, I love you, but your foliage

Has taken to my sinuses like a cleaver

And although I’ll breathe easily once we get a cold snap

It’s just a sweet break

Til my Texas Sweetheart,

Cedar Fever

Produced by Laura Rice.