Dream State Slip-GownBy Isabelle Shachtman
The sound of the train past midnight
And a clear sort of light seek my room and cheeks
Leaving the layers of darkness, moon, and house light stale and stark
As if the lighter colored sheaths of air in the dark are unbreathable
the code of separationBy Katie Stanos
7 november 2017 (sight)
your veiny, wan feet/expansion/between you/the floorboards/creation of
smacking the granite countertop breaks
infinity they say
Treading WaterBy Katherine D. Westbrook
This is the pretend-dream,
where I am teaching you to swim,
and your body and my body
remember their names in the water.
We pull them from the lake
where they’ve been drowning,
covered in salt, covered in
sweat and horsetails.
Being Cosmic Dancers: because what else would we be?By Jaden Gragg
We live on our floating planet,
this hunk, this rock,
we are so small.
Green SanctuaryBy Karen Lieffring
Come with me into these memories
Where grown-ups are not allowed
Across the deep concrete river
Where in giant hollow owl’s eyes
You can hear the hidden bears’ growls.
Beneath high branches curved like arches
Their leaves intertwined
Yes, I am a DreamerBy Mary Kaitlan Schmitt
Yeah, I’m a dreamer,
I dream of so many things.
But do you know what separates all
you other dreamers from me?
You all actually work to achieve your
dream about the future and what you
want to become.
Balance Verses ChaosBy Catherine Strayhall
Left only is the echo of the water’s laugh
The birds’ little whispers still can be heard.
The moon isn’t full, it’s only half
Sun’s clear rays have been made fuzzy and blurred.
Melody misses Harmony-her friend
Nightime longs to hear the old barn owl’s hoo.
time like falling snowBy Skylar Pappenfort
Memories, oh memories those fine grains of sand
Escape between your fingers to the beating of the band
Murmuring in harmony upon a demure heart
Oh what a lovely pas de deux in which we find our part
Rows of fleeting smiles and a million bluebird skies
elementia...By Angel Jewel Dew
came to me
in a dream;
tis’ I believe
Dreaming of my Perfect WorldBy Elianna Oliver
she could live in the sunny, tropical Bahamian world for a summer
she could experience the ear-popping adventure
on an airplane
going place to place
visiting the breathtaking sights around planet Earth
Who I Want To BeBy Shantha Burt
Of all the questions,
one stands out.
Who do you want to be?
I want to be someone whose life is overflowing with adventure.
I want to travel and explore.
It would be great to see monuments as bold as stars.
Oh, Dreaming Dreams I've Only Dreamt to Dream BeforeBy Emma Olinger
Standing in the middle of the stage
microphone taped to my face
singing my heart out
Handcuffing the mass murder who
has been loose for decades
lowering his head
into the cop car