The Real Nightmare
I am strapped
I can’t
move
I can’t remember
a good thing.
dead body cement island.
a ransacked hotel room. I am detached a road
closed
I wake up the knife
No hands , just shadow
Editor’s note: *a companion piece to “The Real Nightmare” can be found in The Atticus Review on October 17*
Anna Binkovitz is an MFA candidate at Sarah Lawrence College and a 2014 graduate with departmental honors in English from Macalester College. Her work can be found in Muzzle Magazine, voicemail poems, Drunk in a Midnight Choir, and elsewhere.