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Dreamers Magazine Issue 5

I’m pleased to announce the release of Issue 5 of the Dreamers Magazine. In this issue you’ll find…

Eliminating Rahiem

I have already decided: Today is the day I will kill my mother’s boyfriend. Mama’s loaded shotgun has been leaning against her old dresser…

STILL

and every day my mother, who is every day a mother, looks down defeated by her hands the hands that are her mother’s hands the gnarled strega nonna branches

Atlas

The Narrator’s cane taps an uneven rhythm against ancient stone tiles as he hobbles through the library. There is almost no light to see by, but this does not slow his pace.

In the Cypress Hills

Clouds under stars, and the stars move superior to the clouds. I open my eyes to the sound of horses, peer up from a slit in my blankets.

Doll

I was there to induce labor at 22 weeks’ gestation. I was there to end my pregnancy. To have a late-term abortion. Abortion. Jesus, the word stings, doesn’t it?

Fishing

Three of Jake’s buddies flew directly from Afghanistan into intensive rehab for amputees. Jake got dropped off back home with a medal…

Some Days Are Yellow

Some days are yellow, some are blue. I know by heart my two-year-old’s favorite Dr. Seuss book and the rhymes repeat in my mind…

Rose-T(a)inted

You loved the rose-scented soap in my bathroom. You would rub it all over your body in the shower, and I would flinch, and think ‘is that even hygienic’?