Schedule of Obscure Wishes By Leah Holleran Each morning I hang from the roof All pointed toes and knobbly knuckles Insisting that my spine stretch Inch by inch Into fulfilling the wish That I could grow tall enough To have my feet on the ground and my head in the clouds. I wish to be the rain Morphing eternal, non-stalgic and scabulous Making pavement smell like summer So I roll in the grass To absorb the earth and sprout daffodils from my femur, clover from my clavical So I too can spring eternal. I brush my teeth with torn pages of the dictionary so I can spit words of wisdom and eat pages of holy texts so the spirit will flow through me when I fall asleep I tape one eyelid open left one night right the next and I tie my hair to the sides near my ears 40 of 55