Tonight's Poet Corner: My Heart Is Full
My Heart Is Full by Belinda Roddie There wasn't really anyone I could play pat-a-cake with when I was a kid, or anyone to write in my diary about. Being lonely in youth is a rough road, but when you're an adult, you gotta drive it in an old as shit car. Good thing I've got friends with the same neuroses and psychoses, things we can share over hot cocoa and brinner, ginger ale and lime, music and shared playlists. Life ain't an easy game, but it's nice to play it with the folks I love.
