Allergies in Atlanta

Loratadine, Azelastine,

Fluticasone, and Clemastine

Wage war against the yellow hoard

That settles like, well, pollen. Stored

All seasons round, the wave’s deployed

Against the populace that’s toyed

With lunch outside, or taking walks,

Or lingering for longer talks

Enchanted with the aching sight

Of fuchsia paired with chartreuse, right

Beside the virgin dogwood white,

Deceptive. Unsuspecting might

They wield, releasing armies light

As air – internally they fight.

While sneezing, itching through the plight,

The natives tell the neophytes,

“There’s hope. A hero will descend,

And watery eyes will have an end.

Endure – and watch the Spring mature

From inside ‘til we have the cure.

You’ll know the end has finally come

When dark green conquers celadon.

The Wind will toss the colors down

And dark clouds – not now cause for frown – 

Will lift your eyes in hope to see

The Rain that comes to set us free!

In yellow torrents, Spring will wash

In garish gutters. With panache,

The Summer Rain will rescue you –Until then, stay indoors –” ACHOO!!

Kate Susong writes comedic essays and short stories that can be found on her Substack at www.katesusong.com. She has English literature degrees from Princeton andColumbia and lives in Atlanta with her husband and two children.