Dr. Poem returns

By Dr. Madhvi Khianra Poem

i’m dr. poem and i’m not qualified to treat anything. you all wrote in and this is what i had to say.

tell dr. poem what ails you—drop your secrets, worries, biggest fears, scandals, tea, and deepest thoughts in the cardboard box in the wrgw station living room. 

xoxo dr. poem 

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Dear dr. poem,

I have a crush… On a Republican : (

Dear dr. poem,

I’m savoring the sight of people who love you and smoking in the cold at night but feeling warm. 

Dear dr. poem,

Please write about early sunsets, shedding leaves, and squirrels that get so near.

Dear dr. poem,

i need a boyfriend, desperately. 

Dear dr. poem,

i drank a celsius yesterday at 9pm and I’m still tweaking… it’s 2pm.