Earplug and ibuprofen “But” “Oh” “Wait!” Blindfold and turn the light off “Clank” “Flick!” “Hey…” Now? Really? “Shuffle” “Step” “Step” “Creak” Two minutes… or twenty? “Flush” “Wash” “Gurgle” Blink. Searing. Screaming. Shredding. Maybe one more glass of water? Send an email. Write a poem. Close your eyes until this day (or life) is over. April … Continue reading “Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month →