As I sat,
The smell of the place pierced through my mask.
Waiting outside for food to be made
Watching my glass full of ice dissipate
From the menu list up above
My stomach fluttered like a dove
My favorite food's right here
I think I'll like it in here
YOU ARE READING
Oneshot Writing
RandomThis is my short story collection that I make in the midst of inspiration. May also include pictures.
