Black Hole
By Alan PeatBiddulph, Staffordshire, United Kingdom This morning I awoke with an ocean inside me. The faint cries of gulls gave the game away; that, and a gentle lapping at the back of my throat. With every breath, salt air filled the room; shoals of fish swam in my belly; sharks slept; the calls of whales boomed deep within me; kelp waved behind my eyes. All was well until lunch when the cramps began. By evening, I had no choice but to take a taxi to the hospital. The doctors ummed and ahed; the nurses frowned. I guess they’d never…