Snake-Cell Dreams

By Sandeep Kumar Mishra In his dreams, Rajan searches for the ghosts. He hunts for them, tracing their footsteps in the dirt. He is back in his hometown— he knows these roads. The moonlight shivers on his skin. The crooked streets rattle around him. His heart burns in his chest. Baba, mama. Where are you? …

The Lost King

By Mehreen Ahmed. Based on an orally told plot by Vahid Husen Sayyad Daisy was held under a dark, mystifying spell. Nestled by the cozy fires of her drawing room, she sat this evening on a rugged floor in her palace. She moped about an incident which occurred in her laboratory last night. She looked …

My Tears, Dreams and Songs

By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein   Your dream resides in my tears. Your dream lives silently, Softly in solitude. Do you know that? My tears mirror you. And I only see you in my tears As a reflection. How can I feel you? Silently, he lives in my fathomless heart, As a song and sings. …

Poems by Emily Bilman

  THE DREAM CADENCE   Lost in a wild forest where rivers run At counter cadence, I cannot step Into the river of my dream. Each clue Is immediately swept off by the original Dream that keeps slipping away. Stood I In an open field or was I celebrating Our team’s victory? I do not …

Poems by Joe Welch

Dream Baby Dream lightly, then glide Wakefully through a loose-lipped life Bang each drum brought your way Apologize where necessary When tossed a ball, toss it back When planted in the ground, be sure to multiply Given twenty, save ten, spend Ten, make up ten, and dedicate ten Dream lightly, but carry a big lipstick …

Conversation

By Chris Zaremba   I watched you fall asleep last night.. I watched you slip away as darkness slipped his arm around my shoulder, in your place. The beating of your heart kept time with the ticking of the clock as minutes turned into hours, awaiting my time to clock out. Instead, I listened to …

“Perchance A Dream”

By Lynn White   'To sleep perchance to dream." Who said that? Sounds so gentle, but there's a rub, a rough edge to it. Not the long deathly sleep, though  but drifting away in night time slumber. It can take you anywhere. Take you to places you haven't been and may not want to go. …

“Throwing a Bus Under the Bus”

By Ryan Quinn Flanagan Last night was a doozy. I dreamed I was a crockpot and all my organs were cooking. I was slick with sweat when I woke. Throwing a bus under the bus. Betrayal with passengers. Blue bucket seats wanting off the cataclysm. Wheels in motion. Everything happening at once. Singing cobras out …

Inside Of My Dream

By Ahmad Al-Khatat Inside of my dream there’s a bird flying  from one nest to an- -other, without wings Inside of my dream there’s a man holding  a sign that says, I  have serious cancer Inside of my dream there’s one refugee  with tears of grief  because he lost hope Inside of my dream there’s …

Dreams

By Lynn White   One day soon they'll try to dig up your dreams. You'll be dead by then, unable to protect them any more. They'll let you rest in peace, but not your dreams. They'll want them for sure, they'll want them. They'll want them to try and find you, to try and discover …