In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Full Moon.” When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe this new you.
I have trouble sleeping during a full moon. I arise, I wander. I turn on my husband’s music – loud, insistent drumming with bizarre electronic melodies. I dance in the moonlight, shedding clothes and swimming naked while the pool’s shadows coalesce into fearsome underwater shapes. My body moves in unfamiliar supple arches and stretches. I eat chocolate and drink wine until my head spins and then I turn on all the lights hoping that someone else will awaken. I wander from room to room, restless. I sing and talk and read. Then I prowl the neighborhood sure that the lunar light will guide me home.
And when I’m finally exhausted, I sleep and dream of moonlight.