Tagged: dream

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Forgotten Dreams

Fantasy Short Story   I found myself standing within a small, circular room, about two metres in height. My head ached and I was unaware of how I got to be there, so I...

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A Dream of Rain

Poem   I lie with my ear to the ground: Below I can hear the whisperings, The scratchings, the rustles, Of insects with wings like scraps of lace, Can hear the trees roots drinking...

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Deja Vu

Short Story Kevin had been in a coma for almost 20 years. The doctors told his family that he probably wouldn’t ever recover, but they decided to keep him on life support, just in...

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Growing Up

Poem On the edge of who you could be Looking at all the possibility A child leading your two feet Each step time moves a little faster Each step a promise of being better...

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Taking Flight

Short Story I’m surrounded by concrete buildings, as hollow as cicada shells. No more than a story tall — two at the most — the windowless grey edifices dot the immediate landscape around me....

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Drummer Boy

Poem   I knew a boy once, tall as a bell tower blew past six feet like an acquaintance in the super market he didn’t feel much like talking to. Played drums, of all...

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Decluttering

Poem The light in the trees shines my eyes The breeze from the white sky Cools my burning mind The life in the tall grass Cleans what I see The open space surrounding me...

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In Search of Their Favorite Place

Short Story   It was just the beginning. A new weekend filled with possibility had finally arrived. Hope fluttered in their hearts. This was finally their chance to go to their favorite place, a...

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Catching Clarity

Short Stories   There was no fear in those first few minutes. Later I would note my inability of action despite the severity of the situation. I would follow with a suspicion that I...

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Possibility

Poem   Music in the sea of light Take my imagination And childhood sigh I wonder where I’m going Everyday of my life Never feel like staying There’s too much more to strive for...

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Dream October 2012

I was a gypsy child last night. My skin tanned by countless days beneath the sun of our forest. Only about 13 or 14. When the soldiers come and separate us, I recall glimpses...