Hunger

In the back of the dark classroom I sit listening to a drawn out lecture on the economy. I struggle to focus. My stomach rumbles with a noise that to me, disturbs the whole class. The thought of any food makes my mouth water with the need to satisfy my cravings. I try to avert my attention to something else but my thoughts are stuck on anything with flavor. I watch the clock on the white wall above the professors head. The second hand moves slowly and I watch it pause at every notch drawn out on the black rimmed clock.