A sleep short story about an old secret hidden in a small town — Kate and I discovered it late last night. We’d been walking out back in the old schoolyard like we often did, drinking and talking of our big plans to get out of this town and travel far away together. …

A sleep short story about a mysterious boy, his true love, and his true home — Sebastian was found in the sea, left abandoned aboard a piece of basket adrift in the water that had washed ashore. The DeLoys found the basket and thought it was the gods sending them a sign. They’d found themselves barren in their desperation for a child, for an heir. …

A sleep short story about battling an unbeatable foe in a strange land — The whole village was under attack. At first, we didn’t know by who or what. We just sensed it coming. A darkness was growing on the horizon and the earth had begun to shake. …

A sleep short story about being high (up in the sky) — Happy 4/20! Wow, I didn’t realize what day it is until I began writing this. Well, that just makes last night’s dreams even more apropos. The first dream is the fuzziest. Something about watching a movie in a big gymnasium, kinda like a free movie in the park, only indoors…

A short sleep story wherein I reprimand him and save her Okay sure. You may be over eighteen. But she is much younger than that. It’s not even close. And she’s not your girl. She’s not with you. So what you’re doing with her is completely inappropriate. Not to mention…

A very short sleep story about a rather brief romp TL;DR — If I were to sum up my dream in one sentence, it would be this line (presumably from the dream but I don’t really remember now) — “The only thing that can pass through this door is nonsense.” …

A short sleep story in honor of my recent birthday — My birthday was a few days ago, so this seems timely to share. It’d been a string of several seemingly unconnected dreams that, naturally, I now only recall snippets of. And I can’t even remember everyone. …

A sleep short story about the fertile power of dreams — Last night I dreamt that I was secretly impregnated against my will. Without my knowledge. By a super shady hospital. Man, my dreams are just getting weirder and weirder. There was apparently this couple who couldn’t have a baby. I can’t recall exactly. Maybe it was a lesbian couple or…

A theme park poem about Six Flags Magic Mountain — How do I love thee Thrill Capitol of the World Let me count all the ways you make my heart awhirl Stepping through your entrance, I feel such a blend Of grateful and gleeful to be here once again I make a beeline for the back of the park Where I’ve…