UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY
I find myself waking heavily these
mornings, my dreams like the shame of a
hangover. I did something wrong, or
didnít but wanted to. Wanted to
very much. My wife is snoring. In the
kitchen I cut up the materials
for todayís shake: mango, papaya,
pineapple. They feel like the materials
of a dream I gave up on. Less than real.
Better. I will blend them into the fuel
of a day that will present me with as
many wrong options as my dreams. One day
I will take one, or two. Maybe then the
dreams will stop. Maybe then Iíll wake lightly.
Tim Tomlinson is a co-founder of New York Writers Workshop, and co-author of its popular text, The Portable MFA in Creative Writing. He is the fiction editor of the webzine Ducts. Recent fiction and poetry appear in Perigee, Pif, Del Sol Review, Dogzplot, 3:AM, Hanging Moss Journal, Heroin Love Songs, The Toronto Quarterly, The Smoking Poet, and Tongues of the Ocean.
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