in the next year, jordan starts to spend more nights in his awful white bed in his hospital room,
than in his colorfully quilted bed at home,
snuggled close to lainie.
but she's always there.
she's always there, holding his hand, tears falling thick,
as she worriedly watches the heart monitor.
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his queen
Poetry"i wish i were a princess." "my darling, you're a queen." -- completed #241 in short story (sept 6th 2018) #1 in #forevermore (oct 25th 2018) #4 in #doubt (jan 1st 2019) #3 in #prose (feb 19th 2021) 100k reads (may 12th 2019) 175k reads (aug 27th 20...
