Monday, July 06, 2020

Furtive Dream Journal

I have a repeating dream where my daughter slips from a dock or a boat and then slithers down into the water, bubbles trailing above. The action is sudden and scene snapping with no warning. Just a soft slip and silky splash. Sometimes the water is green like a pond in name only with underwater fronds and sometimes it is black and cosmically deep. There is no sense of panic or calamity in the dream. I wake up and she is still in the house sometimes sleeping and sometimes awake but always dry


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