Now,
I write down
Family History of Strokes
At the doctors office.
YOU ARE READING
A Broken Optimist
PoetryShe's a lost soul, searching for Froot Loops in a world of Cheerios. Emotions. Inflicted by words, Creating signals to connect those emotions. A pang in your heart, the dull ache of love, a tedious, meaningless thing to some. The entire thing to ot...
Stroke
Now,
I write down
Family History of Strokes
At the doctors office.
