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The same dream since I was twenty-two

Why some dreams come back, and what usually has to happen before they stop.

Three of yours, all about hair

A plait that was not hers, a barber who would not stop, and grey overnight.

Somebody cut my hair while I was asleep

A light one this week, and the only question it really asks.

The folder was in the wrong drawer

One question to take to bed with you, and nothing else to do today.

I have stopped looking for the blue folder

Monday's search, turned forward, and the one you are allowed to call off.

He told me he has never had a dream

What happens when people are woken on purpose, and what to do if you come up empty.

Agnese is looking for a son who is not lost

He is twenty-seven and lives abroad. In the dream he is small.

I spent the night looking for my keys

The dream where you cannot find the thing, and what it is you are trying to reach.

What you sent

A fortnight of your dreams, one line each, and nothing from me.