Mortuary

I must put my dreams to bed
quietly, tuck them in
with an extra blanket or two,
it is cold in the morgue
they shiver on the metal tables
waiting to be cradled 
in the slotted walls. 
I slide them in and close the doors,
shut them softly with a gentle clink
and when they are silent,
and still, and unmoving, 
I put myself to bed.

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Cheryl Aguirre is a queer biracial poet based in Austin, Texas. You can find their previously published work in Ghost City Press, decomp journal, South Broadway Press, Pine Hills Review, and The Whorticulturalist. You can follow them at @drowsy_orchid on Instagram and @Wheat_Mistress on Twitter.

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