Welcome to Heartbreak (JLV: A Sort-Of Poem)

Today I got into an accident (don’t worry: I’m okay). I cracked open my skull is all, and then I broke my nose about two minutes later due to the concussion I thought I didn’t have, but that’s okay. Really, I’m fine. I’ll survive. But there was a point in which I thought that I was going to die; that my brain was swelling; that I was going to have permanent brain damage or that my nose—which I hadn’t yet seen, but felt like a bowling ball had crashed into it—resembled Owen Wilson’s. The way I...