Tag: dream
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Opportunity
The day they gave out opportunity, I imagine I was daydreaming of some far-off wonderland, imagining the crystal waters, the bluest skies and greenest meadows, lush fields of flower and fruit. I may have been contemplating you, and the way your fingers curve, ferns unfurling in the warmth of my hand. I was dreaming so…
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Under the Tracks
Poppies in the rear view mirror. I look back, and I imagine what I remember. Red blossoms across a white shirt, a white throat. Flanders Fields, for an army of angels who had no wings and no idea but plenty of ideals. Would he have lasted three days before he put a bullet in his…
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Comfort
It was hard to watch, to know I could have been something more than I am. It was hard to look at, to know instinctively that my worth had been judged, set, carved into time half a century prior, and I had not examined it for flaws, merely accepted it as it was. I became…
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DeathWatch No. 37 – I Don’t Know What You Mean
This is Issue #37 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find ‘A Beginning’ and read from there, if you need to catch up. Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * * Dreams were not the same as slipping; he knew he was himself. Even so, they were disorienting, especially ones laced with pain medicine.…
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Coming Through
Splendor within the ripples of a glass of red; if you’re reading this, she holds it to her lips and he watches her drink. He watches her swallow. He watches the way you’ve been in a coma her throat moves as the taste of the grape, sweet and thick, for over ten years rolls past…