She Dreams Again

Sci fi/Fantasy image by

Laura Klitzke

When sitting in the laundry room Waiting for the dryer to stop Wishing my words would flow together In a brilliant waterfall Just like hers. I dreamt a dream. The dozens of blankets in the corner Turned to silver cushions And I tossed a tiny green basketball Up and down Until my eyes bounced on their own. How long have I been sitting here? Enough to make time stop Enough to silence the people out in the hall No one to tell me to do otherwise I sit and wait for a silver carriage To carry me away From my storage room hideaway. There’s a door behind the cabinets That says “Do not block doorway To boiler room.” My wrist hits the wrong button And dozens of tiny balls Feathers and bells Fall from the sky In a painful rainbow. As a tennis ball conks me On my disillusioned head I realize it wasn’t a dream After all.

Published More than a year ago

Category Mythology

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