Tatum Dooley
The rain gives me headaches
like the drains in the street
have a connect line
into my head.
I wake up and take two
extra strength Motrin,
their sugar coating
turning my tongue orange.
a moth is flying around my room
banging into my dresser
and contemplating landing on me.
it moves so quickly
that my eyes blur
trying to watch it
and I think that this moth is here
to remind me
of my lack of energy.
I think of you
but you
do not think of me.
I lie back down and wait
for my body to stop fighting me.
Tatum Dooley is currently completing an MA in Literatures of Modernity at Ryerson University. She lives and writes in Toronto.