power
Donuts Not Diets!
is not a “good health” message.
But I’m not judging.
What is it about a hot cinnamon-sugar twist that gives it its power over me?
I’m drawn to its crispy, golden edges and soft cotton-like inside, with the force of a giant black hole. There is no escape.
Any bets that the gym names a treadmill after me?
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and deliciously-decadent-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Did you eat one? Before you scarf down your second (or third, or…) email the link to Lovelorn Poets. We’ll preserve those waistline expanding words of sweet temptation for all eternity.
