Category Archives: Dream

Crossings, #tbt

“What will you promise each other?” I was wrestling with these feelings, this question. I typed a text that I didn’t send, which read “I promise I won’t abandon you. I promise I need you.” I was a woman standing … Continue reading

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Rouse the Ruse

It’s time to wake up! Don’t snooze your alarm! You dreamed of good luck, But the ruse does more harm. Open your eyes. I know that it’s bright, but after the burn you’ll regain your sight. Your dream was a … Continue reading

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The First Key

“This is the labyrinth. These are the keys.” I awoke startled by the sound of someone speaking. Suspicious, I didn’t move but glanced my eyes around the room. Nothing seemed amiss. I had a strong feeling of a vivid memory … Continue reading

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Wide Open

You love your little lane; The hedgerow of your birth. It’s all you’ve ever known. It’s where you keep your hearth. You’ve never thought of moving. It hadn’t crossed your mind. Why would you bother looking, if you’ve nothing left … Continue reading

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Theta Waves

Waves wash over me and ripple out in rhythm with the sound of my father speaking. I can’t make out the words. I look down and see my hands. I turn them over and see a cloud in my palms. … Continue reading

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Alone Together

You peer out between the bars of your cell and jealously marvel at the freedom of the clouds in the sky. How did you end up in here, trapped and alone? You can’t recall. Time’s interminable tick-tock taps on, turning … Continue reading

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Metabolism

The creaking drone is punctuated by your heavy breathing, by the slurping rustle of your frantic movement through the moist underbrush, by the thrush of the wind through the leaves, like small sails, propelling the ceaseless, almost tidal motion of … Continue reading

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