Somehow, over the years, “lullaby” has grown into a symbol in my writing. For comparison’s sake, lullabies in real life entail quiet, soothing songs to help children fall asleep. Lullabies in my head have come to represent clinging to childhood or innocence, art/beauty lost in the past, and the comfort we hold to to carryContinue reading “The Symbol of Lullabies”
Tag Archives: dreams
a poem about dysphoria
I thought I’d try out the WordPress monthly word prompt: BRIDGE. Between my skin and my mind I’ve carved a divide friction like sandpaper harrows my bones whenever skin and mind touch on the topic of voiceboxes and internal monologues spoken synchronously. dissonant screams dreams NO dise ngage repeat, dis engage
January 24th, 2022/last night I lived in Star Wars
Today’s Prompt: Write about a dream you remember. Until a couple years ago, I was terrible at remembering dreams. Then one rare day in February, I had a dream, and for a reason I don’t quite remember, I decided to write it down. And the next time I had a dream–like a few weeks later–IContinue reading “January 24th, 2022/last night I lived in Star Wars”
January 19th, 2022/surreal dream logic
Today’s Prompt: Write about something mysterious. Vague. Soft. Paintings of gray birds peel from the wallpaper. I dream the whole flock of paper painted birds crowds around the window well and begs for their freedom. I dream the pain in my lower back from sleeping sideways will either sprout to angel wings or horrific, skeletalContinue reading “January 19th, 2022/surreal dream logic”
knife of petals, cut the earth
And I am born of the dreamers’ deadliest desires.
Not what you liked, Dahlia, you who are down to earth?
Every petal takes a cut against my worth,
Jordyn Saelor 