Breathe

Prose from TSHF.

Photo by Stefano Zocca on Unsplash

I’m not asking a lot.
I’m not asking for anything, actually.
Not for me.
I’m asking for you,
to you,
can you please do this for yourself?

Get dressed. Send a text. Step outside.
Empty the bong.
Cook a meal. Eat a vegetable.
Look me in the eye.
Take a breath…