There’s a storm in her brain, a circus on loop,Ideas cartwheel, and thoughts — somersault in a group!She hums when she studies, she dances when still,Her “focus” is a traveler, roaming at will.“Sit straight!” I plead, “Just finish your sum!”She nods… then forgets why her fingers went numb.A pencil’s a rocket, a book’s now a... Continue Reading →