I have always thought that stars turn into white birds in the morning light & sleep with their heads under their wings until the dusk begins to walk through the streets.
it always takes him a little while to get used to being in this body after he’s been sleeping
I try not to lie on days I didn’t get enough sleep, my sister told me. It feels good just to be transparent.
Do you ever listen to me? she said & I said I did but sometimes it took a couple of days to sort it out in a way that didn’t make me want to murder her in her sleep.
One morning she decided to throw away the paper & listen to the real news & by the end of the day, she knew that while people were sometimes confused, the rest of the world was not & she slept that night for the first time since she was a young girl.
I’ve known for a long time that the good stuff will kill you, he said. but everything else just puts me to sleep