A Breezy Spring Day
The lab technician asks,
“How are you?”
My stomach gets in the way when I close the front door.
Each stair step takes two steps to climb.
I slammed the car door on my head.
My joints hurt.
I answer,
“Fine.”
The lab technician asks,
“How are you?”
My stomach gets in the way when I close the front door.
Each stair step takes two steps to climb.
I slammed the car door on my head.
My joints hurt.
I answer,
“Fine.”