What I Do Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
What I Do
Waking to the afternoon, having had a twenty minute
nap while sitting at the senior center.
Still feeling tired, wanting to go to sleep, still
not having had anything to eat.
Being at doctors all day, having blood drawn, getting
I.V.'s.
Anyway, here I am, still writing in spite of it, be-
cause that's what I do day in and day out.
Sunday, September 13, 2015
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