Dream

Last night, I had a great dream. I was in high school my first year. I just got out of the shower, ready in the morning, when my little sister came in. “I don’t want to go to school today” she cried softly. She was 13 years old in Grade 2. “Why? Are you sick? Tell Mom before she goes to work. “No, I’m not sick. I have a big paper to do today and I haven’t finished it,” she admitted. [Read More]

Goldie was bored and decided to walk in the forest. At first, fresh air seemed fresh and welcoming. But when the sun rose higher in the sky, the air became more sordid. Small rivers of perspiration dragged her neck and around the mounds of her breasts, disappearing in the top of her sun gown. The damp tissue attached to its skin, describing its nipples. She unbuttoned the top of her dress to let the air reach her sweating skin. [Read More]