This piece was published last summer by Hot Valley Writers.
Check Back Issues section, Summer 2016.
Trapped in a box
Feeling like I might drown
Struggling to keep my head above the water
I’m banging on the lid and trying to get out
Someone flips the switch
It’s the spin cycle
The box rumbles to a stop
And the water is gone
But I’m left dizzy and cold
On the cutting room floor
Just as my head begins to clear
I hear the cascade of a waterfall
I’m back to fighting for my life
The box is full now
And I can’t breathe
It’s instant agitation
I’m shouting in my sleep
I need a muzzle
What asshole flipped it this time?
It’s the fucking spin cycle again…