The night peek

Short Story

By Nkwana Joshua

the night peek

more again.
I’ve stared at the stars’
return to me,
iris open
soul appetizing;
the moon glittered
wide around me,
of almost everything
lived in the day
known for snoring at night –
showed sight of consciousness
at my bed side.
since then,
I’ve known to calculate
the day
within stuttering seconds
before my eyes close.