I had just put together the disembodied alien when the radio sounded. American Authors sings “this is gonna be the best day of my life…”

I slap the off switch.

Lying in bed, in shock. Every cell throbs with the strain of being awake. I hope to nod off, but I rise five minutes later.

Already exhausted.

outside light
through a dew-stained skylight
half-moon

first published in Image Curve, March 26, 2020