My 2020 Birth-Day
The mask is smelly. I can’t breathe. “Count down from ten…” Don’t make me do this. I refuse to count. My refusal doesn’t count. Hours later, I wake. Silence. 20 …
The mask is smelly. I can’t breathe. “Count down from ten…” Don’t make me do this. I refuse to count. My refusal doesn’t count. Hours later, I wake. Silence. 20 …