Academic Abecedarian
Academic Abecedarian
fourth-year shannon moran
Among hordes of ancient volumes, stifled
beneath a shroud of anxiety, resides a student
clutching a steaming cup of stevia-rich espresso. She
drowns herself in an endless sea of information.
Emerald eyes throbbing
from the digital
glow of a laptop.
Hands trembling from excess caffeine. Her phone
illuminates, signaling
just enough time to submit the assignments.
Knuckles ache from fervent typing.
Lips fissure from dehydration. She makes a
mental plan for the tasks at hand. Take
notes until your fingers cramp,
organize resumes and cover letters, somehow write ten
pages before midnight, cram for the
quiz that you had weeks to prepare for,
read lofty language that you will never understand–– But
sleep lures her.
Tiktok beckons. She drifts into a fictitious
utopia where grades do not consume her and her
value is not determined by a degree,
where stress fails to pierce her soul like an
x-ray.
Yet, the clock strikes two. Time for another
Zoom.