You grow a beard, check the mirror,

notice you are forty years old, the next

morning, you shave it off, find you are

 

sixty. But life is like that, suddenly

everyone you know is dying and they

still visit with your back turned to them.

 

One day, you took the school bus

and you earned a gold star for answering

the last question right. Now, the nurses

 

on night duty ask you something which

you can’t open your mouth and respond to.

All you know is that someone switched

 

off the light and you don’t know how.

 

Lisa Zou

Lisa Zou is a student in Arizona. Her writing has been recognized by The Poetry Society of UK and the National YoungArts Foundation. Her work has been published by the Sierra Nevada Review.

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