Dream Repeats
Consciousness Stream Alone in my cold bedroom while sleeping and dreaming sometimes hellishly dark images would come in repeating frequency, for some twelve years from age seven to my late teens. The haunting...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Consciousness Stream Alone in my cold bedroom while sleeping and dreaming sometimes hellishly dark images would come in repeating frequency, for some twelve years from age seven to my late teens. The haunting...
But Mandy knew And yet she tried harder. “This way they’ll see,” She thought, “All the hours I spend To make them happy.” But Mandy kept getting Disappointments and sighs Sometimes they’d even Roll...