By Rachel
My roommate has never slept
in our dorm room. Each night
she leaves before ten o’clock,
and comes back in the morning.
Maybe her parents live nearby,
and wanted her to move out
and live in a dorm, but she sneaks
home to sleep in her own bed.
Maybe she has a boyfriend and
spends the nights with him.
Maybe she’s the mistress of a
powerful man that she visits at night.
Maybe she’s a stripper
and spends the nights dancing
to make money to pay for school.
I hear you can make a lot that way.
Maybe she’s a witch and goes
to meetings of her coven at night,
where they dance naked
in the moonlight.
Maybe she’s a werewolf that changes
every night, not just with the full moon.
Maybe she’s a vampire and goes
out at night to drink human blood.
She doesn’t seem to have a
problem with sunlight, but
maybe that’s just a lie the vampires
told us to prevent suspicion.
I could just ask her
where she goes at night,
but it’s more fun to say
“maybe”.