I was caught in the loops of a dream, walking through streets where paint flaked off the walls and buildings crumbledwith the memory of long monsoons. I entered a crowded bazaar. In my hands I held a shapeless parcel, battered,wrapped in dirty cloth. I could readLOVE on it in many languages. Each time carefully crossed…
Tag: Dream
Alone, Ypsilanti
I have this dream. This dream where everything goes wrong. It all goes wrong and my teeth fall out. They crack and break and fall out of my head. I’ll be talking to someone – my girlfriend, my mom, my dentist – and it starts. I’m talking and then I’m watching my teeth fall out….
Dream IV: Forgotten
The others tell their dreams at breakfast,luring wakefulness with coffee, buttered bread.But all day, something hoversjust beyond sight – you startat a touch on the shoulder, a tap at the door. At the park, at lunchtime, you hear schoolgirls whisper gravely to each other: You dreamedyou were falling? You know,you die if you don’t wake…