Have you ever had Nightmares that feel straight out of a movie?
Once again I had nightmares. The same style of nightmares as last night. I could smell death. 159 more words
Do I hear a screeching? Yes that’s No it’s more a squealing–in the back of my brain spilling out into the hallway shit that’s really high pitched It’s that fucking alarm clock that’s always in army time and was just the other day set oh-hundred hours at the kid’s bedtime and I reset it and rechecked it but now it’s squealing to invoke all the temper tantrums from the depths of hell right now all at once, just for you: Open your door right when your daughter walks in so you startle her but blithely say What the hell, that stupid alarm clock–we’re not going to worry about setting it, you’ll wake up when you wake up, and she with her braid still wrapped tight reinstalls herself under the dark floral bedspread and says OK.