Daymare

traffic tunnel

The recliner was pushed so far back that its occupant’s head was lower than his feet. He gripped the armrests to keep from sliding off onto the floor. “Are you sure you’re comfortable?” Dr. Holman sat in an adjacent chair, debating with himself whether to toss some of the couch cushions beneath Cyril’s head, lest … Continue reading Daymare

Calling it a day

three green apples

The room was dark, the blinds drawn against the dawning light. Trying to move, Pauley’s arms and legs were lead. In her dream, her screams were shrill, terrified. Her husband snored softly beside her, oblivious to her cries for help. Trying once more to cry out, she struggled against her immobilization. Her dog, reacting to … Continue reading Calling it a day

Murky in-between

rocky, foggy beach

I struggle within that murky in-between A distant boundary imperceptible Nightmarish creatures lurking unseen Damned to wander a dismal shore eternal Unsteady steps on shifting, rocky sand Wreckage of mournful regrets immortal Abandoned upon that tormented strand No guiding light cutting through the seaward gloom No charted path to traverse the hinterland Is this nocturnal … Continue reading Murky in-between