Short stories: Dreams

by Leah Kesky

The Judas tree stands outside my window. It filters the light from the wan sun and in the summer, the leaves act as gels for my room, tinting the golden rays a virulent green, disclosing from the warm light the aspect of f...read more

by Jessica Onefour

The Sure House They thought it was a good idea at the time to open an inn. A cash cow, they had thought. Now, with the kitchen sink spewing garbage, the roof leaking and the threat of the front porch floating aw...read more

by Steve Marshall

The Dream Master: Why is it sometimes I don't remember even one small fragment of my dreams, like last night for example I know that I dreamed but it's all completely gone now in the morning without even a trace of an...read more

by J.Cherian

Realizing he was late, Dave took a quick glance at his watch. It was adding insult to injury. He just wanted to know how late "his late" was. And lo, a funny thing happened instead. The face was showing months where number...read more

by John Hummel

The heavy door of sleep shut quietly behind me as I stepped out into another, as yet undiscovered world. A dark cobblestone street intermittently lit by old sputtering gaslights lay before me, curving up and off to the ...read more

by Marit Meredith

Following the Dream Tibet. Who would have thought that after all these years Alfie, her couch potato of a husband, would finally shake himself out of the ingrained apathy of years on the dole, years of indifference - an...read more

by Eddy Rae

THE VISITOR Wind gusts screamed like frantic teapots through the windows of Rhoda's small Cape Cod home. Rhoda shut the windows causing the ghostly dance of the sheer white curtains to die one by one. An explosion...read more

by Michelle R. Brooks

40 seconds. 40 seconds until Heather came home, and he would be completely caught red handed. He'd had to work with short time frames before, but this particular one was reaching it. He carefully obliterated any hint of "w...read more

by jinndal

Dream (in the storm of mind) Today was a one in a million,the sun blazed full and bright that morning, it was warm not hot, warm so comfortable. I watched the little cherubs at play, birds sang above my head and I fed the...read more

by Margaretha P. Wiebe

Sara opened her eyes, slightly startled from her sleep. She glanced at the alarm clock on the dresser then at her little sister's bed. Naomi was sitting up at the foot of her bed, her face buried in her little teddy bear's...read more

by Ophelia Keith

COME MONDAY One day, Russell Hubert didn't go to work. He just didn't go. Simple as that. And he didn't go the next day. And he didn't go the day after t...read more

by Kathleen Richardson

An act of grace The mountain, or maybe it was simply a hill, rose straight up like an inverted cone. Tall evergreens, slender and bereft of many branches because their proximity blocked the sun, covered every inch. Ex...read more

by Kira Davis

I stare out at the calm water of the lake. The trees are dark and ominous, yet they promise me peace. The fog covers the ground like a soft white blanket. I'm dreaming. I created this place. I gave life to the trees. The d...read more

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by Erica Kitner

Birth of the Dream Once upon a time, there lived a star in a distant galaxy. The star was dying, and she did not have many more years. Sitting in the sky, looking out upon valleys of moons and suns and planets, the star...read more

by Classy Lady

Marcus' Song It was a cool early morning when the knocks at the door awaken Jasmine. As she grabbed her housecoat and slipped into her fuzzy slippers, her heart sank wondering who could be at her door at 4:00 a.m. J...read more

by Arika Landers

Burning. Devouring. Endless hunger and greed. I was fire. Apocryphal and monstrous, like some dragon out of a fairy tale, only worse. Everything I touched was destroyed, reduced to ashes in moment. I could see thou...read more

by Sabrina Lane

Memories and Dreams I used to pray for selective amnesia. Of course I wanted to wipe out the bad memories and only keep the ones that made me happy. Unfortunately memories, like dreams, are not always obedient to our w...read more

by Jamil Hall

Reunion She stared out the frosty window, her face almost pressed to the glass in her efforts. The rain outside crackled down with the force of bullets, and there were pools forming outside that had the tint of blood ...read more

by David Elder

The Dream Catcher She walked through fields of verdant green, hands trailing at her sides, fingertips grazing the wildflowers that littered her path. The sun warmed her bare skin and the breeze blew gently, caressing he...read more

by Jeffery Chandler

The Gift By Jeff Chandler There once was a little boy named Joe and he liked to play the guitar. In fact he liked to play it so much that he had dreams of making it big someday. Joe was only seven years old and he h...read more