she was spending time in her room
more than she should.
she was eating cake
more than she should.
she was reading books
than she usually would.
knock
knock
knock
she pushed the glasses up her nose
she continued to read.
knock
knock
knock
she rarely used her glasses
but her eyes were too tired to wear contacts
knock
knock
knock
she took a sip of her coffee
she downed it.
"Blue, I know you're in there."
author's note:
there is nothing wrong with too much cake.
cake is good.
cake is life
YOU ARE READING
Blue Flowers
Kısa Hikaye"desperado, why don't you come to your senses..." he would sing to her, and she would listen. and she would grow. [terrible summaries. also, lower case intended.] (c) Danica Jane Santos. 2017
