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Lorraine Schein
A sleep mask masks sleep so that it does not recognize and awaken her. But she can see it still, swirling under her eyelids, satin under the satin mask.
When she wakes up, a blind man is lying between her legs. His eyelids are sewn shut with her eyelashes. He says nothing but reaches for her.
Lorraine Schein is a New York writer. Her work has appeared in Strange Horizons, Gargoyle, Hotel Amerika, Mad Scientist Journal and elsewhere, and recently in the anthologies Gigantic Worlds, Wreckage of Reason and Drawn to Marvel. Her poetry book, The Futurist's Mistress, is available from Mayapple Press.
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