“Countdown to the Launch of a Nightmare” By Tejal Doshi
In the shattering
fragments of time
between waking
and sleeping,
hail hammers its fists
against the window.
Still, inside—it is still.
The house holds
its breath, then
shudders on my shoulders.
My knuckles whiten
against the night
and my fists are empty
and I am real.
I stare at the dreams
glowing on my walls—
shadows pirouetting,
confessions at court.
My brain is so wild,
so volatile,
so dull,
perhaps out hiding
in the long grass,
crackling crystals of dew,
waiting to pounce.
Tejal Doshi is a high school sophomore from India whose work is published in Blue Marble Review, Sandpiper Magazine, The WEIGHT Journal, Cathartic Youth Lit, and elsewhere. Besides writing, she has an interest in math and commerce. She also makes brilliant jokes that absurdly nobody laughs at.