Dreams

Defense

“If we’re going to die, I want to be holding your hand,” I said.

Good Morning

We were walking, a hike but suburban — Emily, Ava, Naomi, and I. The others were lamenting the lack of sun as if it were a physical representation of a lack of joy in the world. The road we walked down — now that I think about it, unfamiliar — felt like Dubuque Street on the way out of town. It looked…

Sleep Paralysis

We were walking, a hike but suburban — Emily, Ava, Naomi, and I. The others were lamenting the lack of sun as if it were a physical representation of a lack of joy in the world. The road we walked down — now that I think about it, unfamiliar — felt like Dubuque Street on the way out of town. It…

A Requiem For What Could Have Been

a poem

A Literal Dream House

A dream report

LSD Lased Job Interview

A dream report

Styx

I walk through a blank landscape. Nothing surrounds me. Everything is silent, muted, and grey, with the plain, achromatic landscape sporadically…

A Barbed Ending

The dead were the least of my concerns

If Tommy Hillfinger Wrote Great Expectations

And class was tested on it

Grape Blunts and Vivid Nightmares

Don’t Click on This If You Aren’t an Edge Lord like Me