2022-2023, Poem

light bulb

light bulb
Reaghan Skovron, '26

back again,
i sit, a blank stare
dead in front
of a liminal screen

reaching for a key,
my fingers can't move;
a light bulb blinks on,
then unexpectedly, flickers off;

how many me’s will it take to fix a light bulb?
answer; a lot
but there’s only one of me,
so i sit, all out of luck.