Tag Archives: dreams
Moliere Dreams of Noir
It was a blue Monday when she walked into my office, flaming red and smoking green– Drink this, she said, it will make you bigger– it was then that I realized, the gun in my pocket, the stubs in the … Continue reading
Snap
It was the cold snap of the glyphic branch that awakened him to the grave misunderstanding between fall and winter and the nature of dreams unlived.
Girl
Shrouded in white fire, barred from true exit, she, a marvelous and fearful shudder, is torn mysteriously from dreams rounded by the sleep of babes fitted to gallows.
Kafka, Waking in the Morning
Between dreams, he woke to night-bells ringing in the early morning— the riskiest time of day. The fog outside his room, thick as cat’s feet, treading softly on his mind, and after rubrubbing the sheep from his eyes, he stared … Continue reading
