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Category: Dreams

  • All the cracks

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    Ms. Moon, There was another shoe this morning. The previous pair was gone, but replaced by a lone woman’s black slip on. I’d suspect a shoe-exchange if there was a match, but it sat there soggy around people waiting for the bus. Last night it poured like it hasn’t poured since the monsoons. Early this…

  • The bottom of the sea

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    This morning, I was in an old tan truck with my father, driving on the bottom of the ocean only all the water had receded so it looked more like a sea green ruin. The road was opals. The median dried up tide pools. He kept telling me to drive around the anemones so I…

  • Thursday rundown

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    I’m on my last bit of editing, some rearranging, a whole read-through (or 8) and then I think I’m done with a first draft to a real-live manuscript. Hot damn! Last night, I had strange dreams. Probably because I’m reading “World War Z” and it’s about the zombie apocalypse. But I didn’t have zombie dreams,…

  • The Whale

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    Last night, I dreamed of a sea house built of drift wood and dark logs. It was morning or dusk, I’m not sure which – the certain time of day where time could be setting or rising in fog. The source somewhere above me in the layers. There was no floor to my house, just…

  • You get what you pay for

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    God, I slept well last night. My head sunk deep into my pillow like the worm hole to dreamland lay on the other side of my ear. And it was open, not charging nominal fees. It’s hard to find free places such as these anymore. I suppose it’s because you’re never sure what kind of…

  • Moon-pulling ghost

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    I’ve dreamed this lake before. Or have I been there, driving the perimeter, not knowing what’s reality; what’s a dream? Lake Tahoe does exist outside myself. It takes a few hours to circle the water in a car and I suppose the lake in my dream last night was Lake Tahoe, but it felt more…

  • Dream fragments

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    Last night I had a dream I was pulling a giant sliver from the bottom of my foot. I don’t remember any pain, but Pat was there watching me squeeze this sharp, brown pin with my thumbs. I was able to extract the entire thing without it breaking in two. Quick and easy. Only I…

  • Driftwood dream

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    I had the most beautiful dream last night with my mom – a green dream, foggy on the Oregon or Washington Coast. Mist fell in pockets between dark trees. We drove curves smoothly, slowly without schedule; the road tossed, forgotten gray yarn. We would do this some weekends when I still lived at home, explore,…

  • Do I measure up against your life?

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    I saw a squirrel climbing. That was it, the great line I came up with this morning on the way to work. Deep thoughts. And actually the squirrel wasn’t climbing at all, it was suspended, just hanging onto the bark like an ornament or moss. People around here remind me of food. Do they remind…

  • Dirt day

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    There’s a broken pipe in the ceiling at work. I hope it’s not toilet water from upstairs. Every ten minutes or so brown earth comes crashing onto the linoleum – a collection of years, fossils, rat shit and plaster. I’m curious how it got there in the first place, how long it’s been there caking,…