At a Crosswalk
By Alexander Lazarus Wolff I saw the man in a dream. His tweed jacket was threadbare along the length of the sleeve just as I remembered. People rushed around him like water tending to a stone. I did not know what to think at first. I thought perhaps I was…
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I Dreamt We Went to See Dokken
We stood in line, noting the band’s name on the marquee. 1980s pop metal—big hair, catchy songs I recall as poorly as the dream. There we were like tee-shirted teens, eager for the doors breaking open. We held tickets, skeleton keys. I haven’t thought of that group in years, not…
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In A Cell
by Ace Boggess Dreamt a prison fight repeating. Three times. Same guy, faceless. Guards kept dragging him off to the hole, & back he came, having learned nothing, yanking his bedclothes from beneath an inmate, collecting his few possessions from those who’d claim them. Each time, fists. Each time, blood…
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Nebulous 