RachelVB.com

Category: Dreams

  • Thaw

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in ,

    Last night, I was wandering a mountain pass in China and came upon a small village with a single road. It was summer, but the snow never thawed and glacial ice stood 5 feet tall, obesely blocking the road. There was an old white farm truck caught in the center like a fossil and I…

  • My body's right side was completely asleep

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in ,

    I had three dreams last night that I remember. My first dream had another dream within that dream INCEPTION-like, but the dream within the dream was slightly distressing and sexual. It didn’t involve ME per say as a “character” but I don’t really want to write about that one on here. I know I keep…

  • One jewel at a time

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in ,

    4 a.m. shouldn’t exist. Half awake, half in dream. Headlights outside strobed like a spaceship. And inside the mind, a door unhinged spilling all the things I’d locked up. Why was I awake? Stop clenching your eyes, I told myself. Haram sah, Haram sah – the mantra I repeated over and over to the sleep…

  • Morning's mourning dove

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in , ,

    I woke up before my alarm this morning. The sky – half dark, half light – seemed unsure like exposing skin beyond a tan line. I was unsettled by a dream. A beefy Hispanic boy who kept following me, wanting to hurt me. I was in a high school. He had a crew. I knew…

  • Fall in love with a seal-woman

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in ,

    I had a dream I was walking toward a flooded boardwalk. It was morning, no fog. It was morning and no one was around. The sea lapping wood; high enough to harbor seals swimming on our side of the world. Their metallic heads matched the sea but glimmered, their heads poked out like fingers. I…

  • Biting the skin around my nails

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in , ,

    All I can do today is this. My brain is full of syntax. I’m supposed to be doing something else. Work. I’m anxious today – it’s mondaytuesday, feels like Monday and I’m here and my writs starts to hurt immediately, once I wrap it around the mouse – shock therapy. I woke up at 7…

  • They wore their antlers like badges

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in ,

    My boss asked us if we wanted to run wild. We stood next to a bare forest, on the edge. I couldn’t see the tree tops, no leaves, just trunk upon trunk, the ground brown, the trunks brown, the slits through the trunks – I wanted to run into them, like I’ve always wanted to…

  • Revision dreams

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in , ,

    This morning I was on a space mission. My second one. The town consisted of market tents, street sellers. I went to look at a wig, but they were all black hair, black hats, dreadlocks and I knew they would clash on my white skin. But I tried one on, looked in the mirror and…

  • Not recommended for outside use

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in , ,

    My shirt smells faintly like basement. Musty, muggy. Green swamp. Plant parts. Washed in earth. My dreams have been chopped meat. Meaty dreams. Choppy dreams. Images and nothing else. But the last two nights I’ve woken in the morning and felt full. Stuffed. Over-packed luggage. P laughed in his sleep two nights ago and I’d…

  • In and out

    —

    by

    rachelvb
    in , ,

    I started to write about a dream last night. Setting two tables. One table with the chairs all facing the wrong way. But I’ve suddenly lost the energy and deleted everything and mostly I wanted to write about/remember the part where we ate in a Mexican restaurant, supposedly a famous restaurant, authentic in a nameless…