More Storms

I have always dreamed of storms. For years, I’ve seen them approach. They were unbearably colossal; I feared their size more than their wrath. Sudden and dreadful, they closed off the sun. I was always alone, my insides full of defeat. I dream of them still. But they are different now, as am I. I […]


I dozed off and dreamed… I was pulling off pieces of my face (which sounds more violent than it looked). They were like tiny mosaic tiles or maybe chips of painted porcelain. In fact, it felt incredibly liberating to shed their weight. Unfortunately, the vantage point of the dream kept zooming away, so I couldn’t […]

The Tear Collector

I once wrote, “You only like beginnings, puzzles, and broken things.” Last night I dreamt you were catching my tears in a vial and holding me. It went on like that for a long time. Finally, I stopped crying. I smiled at you. You smiled back.  Later I would wish I could have frozen myself […]

unbuilt sandcastles

I always have the most obvious dreams… I run with you on a beach and we giggle and play around.  It’s gorgeous.  But you get ahead of me little by little, slipping around bends where I cannot see you.  I start worrying. Suddenly, you aren’t running down the beach anymore, but toward the ocean instead.  […]

free speech

A nightmare woke me. We were under a beautiful cherry blossom tree. You said, “I chose to be with you and I knew what it meant.  You’re enough.” It was lovely.  You did say something like that once, so it was admittedly more memory than dream at first. (We laid on the bed that was […]