Prompt: start with a time of day
Midnight: Fear jerks my stomach when I remember: one day I’ll be unborn.
1 a.m. Air leaves my room and I know if elephants die, I must too.
2 a.m. Hands tremble and stars of silent night offer no comfort.
3 a.m. Gasping for breath, sheets and eyes turn wet as I drown in precognition.
4 a.m. Let go at last; exhale and fall mortal into sheets of cold unconscious.
8 a.m. Wake up. Smile.