Your Brain Can Stop Now

Lydia Copeland Gwyn

Your Brain Can Stop Now

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Abstract

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Dream that you are sleeping. A dream of the big sleep. Tended bones bedded in the earth, arms placed in parade rest, or you could be a dime show mummy, leathered and slowly shrinking behind the glass, traveling to each little western town. Maybe you were buried by a windstorm in the desert when your engine stopped. Red sands filling all your holes. The weather conditions were perfect for preserving, so your body persevered. Your serene eyelids. Your quiet mouth, the tongue still inside. Your good teeth, still just as good. The flaps of your ears. The bills in your wallet [...]

Original language	American English
Journal	Anti-Heroin Chic
State	Published - Mar 21 2023

Keywords

creative writing
poetry

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Creative Writing

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Your Brain Can Stop Now

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