by Darren C. Demaree
The girl had a nightmare.She knowswe’re trying to buy a new house& she is fiercely loyal to this house& that anxiety is ripping her up a bit& she is dreaming her first mad dreams,she is hearing wolves in her sleep,she is barefoot in the woods in her sleep& nobody will let her hold an axein her dreams.I wonder if the axeis for the wolves, or if she’s lookingfor that new house to destroy before we can find it tucked back who knows where.
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