Time to Go to Bed
Time to Go to Bed by Lauren Hemphill (quick morning warm-up) It’s time to go to bed. I hear the words in my head, Echoing, spiraling, devouring my dread— Or devoured by it? Who can tell, The lines are blurred, the ringing bell Of the match’s end sings loudly as…
Queer
I sit in the corner of my room and listen to the bugs fly by. I wonder how long it’ll take to eat me after I die. To swallow me whole or piece by piece, A lifetime of anguish never to cease. Will they tell their family what they’ve devoured?…