Poughkeepsie Junior

I love your drabble. I loved this line:

Their kiss was cold and tasted like lemons and plans.

I know these were just little moments for a cause, but I feel like some of your best prose is found here. The sweeping words filling in the questions is almost poetic at times, leaving me feeling deliciously voyeuristic.

Though the point of these is to help cure cancer, your words have a medicinal quality for my soul. :)