He woke beneath a kitchen table. Scattered crumbs rose like far-off prairie mountains on the tiles. Through a slice of window he could see a deep crusted snow, shining on a rooftop. The sky held more snow. He was wearing someone else's jumper. Heavy, handwoven, Hebridian: blue with a daisy motif. He stared at the … Continue reading The Kiss.
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6/04/20 The power supply cable to the computer begins to fall to pieces in my hands - the plastic coating sheds, revealing the tiny wires beneath. Then, the wires liquefy and pour through my fingers until all that is left is a sticky puddle on the carpet. I prod it with my toe and it … Continue reading dream diaries… 84
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September 15th 2019 P. Brady is working in Tynemouth on a building site. It is a pleasant surprise to see him in a local bar one night. He hasn't changed in nearly 25 years. As the last bell sounds I ask him what he's doing in the morning - I'm playing a gig on the … Continue reading dream diaries… 71.
July 8th 2019. I've been sleeping along with my brothers in a small, upstairs bedroom in an unfamiliar terraced house. Dad is downstairs. He is making a lot of noise in the kitchen. "Come on! Get up!" He is in a strange mood. I shuffle around the house in a blue sleeping bag quite disoriented. … Continue reading dream diaries…68
February 13th 2019 [Whyteleafe] The word - mirror - "Such a beautiful word." "One of the more beautiful." February 14th 2019 'A shadow hangs over this bed/An animal snagged in a trap' A snowy wood. Alan Mac, standing over a rabbit in a closed, steel trap, says, "This one, Nick, will never hunt again." … Continue reading dream diaries…60
February 6th 2019 Stuart & Claya A's home is amazing! A tall lighthouse structure within a circle of wall. The wall is alive with ivy. There is a huge front gate, rather like a drawbridge. It is dark wood, teak, I'm told. Stuart built it all himself. February 7th 2019 On the street of a … Continue reading dream diaries…59