Thomas’ Dream Journal, September 7, 2012

The dreams started that night I stepped on a twig.  I apologized, but the broken pieces didn’t buy it.  When I picked them up, they struggled in my hands.  Without meaning to, even as I told them how sorry I was, I squeezed so hard they began to burn.

It’s too much to carry, that fire in my palms.

That burned into a tree.

That fell into a forest.

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6 thoughts on “Thomas’ Dream Journal, September 7, 2012

    1. I am not posting anything, Rose .. .just trying to scratch something down in my notebook! haha! But thank you for encouraging me. I’ll keep scribbling!

  1. Terry Minchow-Proffitt

    The apology begins, that slow burn. Beautiful. I’ve been apologizing to the trees since I chopped my first one down for no reason than just to do it. What was I, 12 or so?

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