Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Microstories: Have a Nice Day

Deserted school parking lot,
In my car
Alone,

Afraid of
The far away voice.
  
"You have cancer,"
Said the physician.

Words enunciated casually.
Routine.

I heard nothing,
roaring beasts
devouring my courage,
until the end of his call.

"Have a nice day."

2 comments:

  1. hope whatever is written above is just a piece of kind of poetry dear ,may God bless you with great health and joy amen

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  2. That's so heartbreaking and knowing what you've been through I send you many hugs always!

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