by Emily Sparkles

Soon everyone will know 
what is coming.

You cast a spell of heaviness and I 
crumple, horizontal. 
Like Aurora, sleep is my destiny.

Tantalus in reverse, my curse 
from food forever I will flee, 
while everything changes;

discomfort and turbulence 
terrifying in a way that strikes 
awe more than fear.

Every ounce of distress. 
Every lost opportunity 
will be worth what you'll bring.