Wake up at 4 AM.
Check email.
So many from
people I don’t know.

bombarded by
questions that emerge
from unfamiliar places.

Memories from
somewhere in my past.
Not sure why they emerge
at 4 AM.

The sleep meds
doctors prescribed
create more anxiety than
I started out with.

The healers I began
to trust now reveal
a different side:

I get a call,
someone from my past,  
who I called
years ago.

Decided yesterday
to return call.
They report life is good 
then hang up. Why bother? 

Too late to put
the pieces together.
Memories, dreams,

Life is shifting .
Much of what was
familiar changed.
People move on.

Neighbor’s kid,
age five, knocked on
a neighbor’s door
to announce

that she wishes
they would move
because she wants
their apartment.


Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. Janet prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers. A lot. Her column appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.