Writer in every sense of the word. Am voluble. Am me. Am .:voluble.me.
The paramedic closes the back door of the ambulance, but the picture of what is in there sticks with me.
That feeling, when the words I hear and say land in the wrong places and I try one more time to take them in and get them out, and…
“Can we take a reset?” he asks as he puts his arms around me.