I dreamt the earth was uncovering all its mouths. (As if it was tired. The revelation felt almost like a warning.) They were round and lined with rows of sharp teeth. Caterpillar mouths. Hellboy’s Conqueror Worm. I found one by the seaside. The sand was soft under my feet. I lit a candle and climbed inside.

In the mornings, when I wake up, I can not speak.